Poetry blog. It's going to be on DeviantArt to see how much traffic I'll be getting from other artists. My Valentine's Day poem is a hit, in case you haven't seen it. Leave me a reply if you'd like.
To bless and to bestow.
The writers and their woes.
I've seen so many things.
But yours is the worst.
I love the dark of night.
To write and without fright.
To enlist in pantomime.
But yours is still the worst, fuck!
I trail and writhe unabated.
I toil and think away.
To understand the day.
That everything went astray.
I fuddle with the notion.
That you're such a poor token;
Of love and pure devotion.
I don't understand these ways.
Yet I wish for you only this.
That you are blessed and through love, kissed.
I hope you get the best;
Of effervescent address.
I just wish it wasn't so damn bad.
No but seriously, hit me up, you're hot.
For my poison-nailed, arsonic filled darling.
Seriously though, I hope things go better for you.
It's been so bad as of late, I worry so incessantly every time I read your blog posts.
I hope this at least adds a little light to your day.
To your nocturne, and the hope it'll bring about light someday.
Fuck. I wish you could just hop on a plane and move over, sometimes.