When tomorrow comes
will I be any wiser
or more frivolous?
by Scooj
When tomorrow comes
will I be any wiser
or more frivolous?
by Scooj
How long must we wait
to revel in warmth again
and bathe in sunlight?
by Scooj
Surprises from those
you love the most are always
the greatest of all
by Scooj
Young whippersnappers
take heed; your golden years will
begin in your fall
by Scooj
In admiration
of your disproportionate
power over me.
by Scooj

She loves him, it’s true,
though her dark purpose prevents
an eternal love.
by Scooj

He loves her so much,
his proclamation is clear
for all to witness.
by Scooj
Oh sweet slumber come
and engulf me in your arms;
nourish me with dreams.
by Scooj
Tight, fat and bloated,
September’s offering is
October’s desire.
by Scooj