PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

You crawl around the table like a maggot filled with worms

Rotting ravaged raw

But I see angels kissing butterflies on flowers full of dew

And I find you restored



You dance around the floor like a grease-covered crow

Small slimy sick

But I see a sun-coated dove flying about the heavens

And I find you sound



You act like a documentary breed wrongly with a biography

Bitter broken boring

But I see you as an intriguing mystery met with romance

And I find you bewitching