I write because I read. I read because I write.
Tense and stiff bodies Heartbeats racing frantically Choking in air begging for release As if screaming can give ease To souls being pulled Up, up, up Helplessly hanging High, high, high Then came the sudden stop. Oh, we reached the utmost top. *Ding* The rolling began. Gravity, here we come. — P.S. I am too scaredy… Continue reading Here We Come
An Ode to Fun T'was a usual Monday morning, until you gave me goosies without warning. After reading, your skeleton's story, I had no time to even fell sorry. 'Cause your talent in making me happy, is incomparable, oh so, surely. To roll on the floor I almost did, but there's no carpet, yes, you… Continue reading An Ode to Fun
