Wednesday, March 27, 2024

Three poems

spring


go outside and you'll see

the cherry blossoms bloom in the middle of march

it seems like springs near

but it doesn't feel like spring here


blue


i have no clue, i see in hues

you’d still be in my life

if you wanted to 

i feel blue without you


only when i'm comfortable


can we sit for a second

and i can tell you about my day

we'll be in my room

so i can look you in the eye


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