Tuesday The Plea Will you let me smile at you?
Will you let me hold your hand?
Will you let me dance all night?
Will you try to understand?
So unfinished is my life but
Nothing matters when you're near-
Let me drift away with you;
Show me I have naught to fear.
Poetry is cool. So are short stories. Care to join in on the rantings? Email me at lmalo7fc@mwc.edu
what the hell is this?:
Welcome to Random Poetry, a page for amature poets to post their work for review by other amature poets. It doesn't matter what type, genre, etc. it is,
as long as you feel like calling it poetry feel free to post it, and to comment on other's poetry. We can all learn from each other.
