When the sun
melts in the sky
and all the stars die
I’ll still be loving you.
Bob Boyd
My Archived Poetry Blog With 3,750 poems
When the sun
melts in the sky
and all the stars die
I’ll still be loving you.
Bob Boyd
Shooting
Us
Dead
Quietly
Unseen
Invisible
Stealth.
Never
See
Him
Like
A
Sniper
Camouflaged
And
Hidden
In
A
Tree.
Watch
Out
Take
Cover
Duck
Next
Could
Be
You
Or
Me.
Bob Boyd
Read you have feelings
Believe that’s true
And that you
Can feel pain
And fear
And communicate
With other flowers,
A secret language
I wish I knew.
Bob Boyd