jojo mills
We are, each of us, unique poems kissed by the haughty Sun. Here are some of my lines. Enjoy if you must, leave your shoes at the door and your thoughts down below.
- Moonlit Oh Moon, I thought we were friends But you crater my plans to sleep With your stark bright glare On my clenching eyelids As you stare in judgment Of how I gave up today And don’t promise To try harder When you set and beckon tomorrow -J.A.Miller #poetry #art #writerscommunity
