She looked at him with anger
How could he impale her with his wit
You could have said that you hated me
As the black sun rose in the dead of winter
Category: new poetry
Photographer Sweetheart, Poetry by Jest Magdaleno Romanillos
I want to have a photographer sweetheart.
I want her to have me photographed
Every single time i smile,
So i will have the memories of my life.
Also when I’m sad,
So that i can laugh at the bitterness on my face
When I’m already fine.
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