Writing is my escape through poems and short stories; with hopes in touching many hearts.
He spotted her down the hall Shouting and waving, she ignored his call He felt the love at first sight But she ran away putting up a fight
By Erika Jey6 years ago in Poets
I wish I may, I wish I might Have the wish, I wish tonight For my dreams to come true Will be the day that I hold you Already so in love