River Wilson : Writing

Fire Eyes part 1

Fire Eyes part 1

A Story by River Wilson


As we lay down at the creek Bodys still wet, her head is resting on my chest, i cant help but run my fingers through her blonde hair. She looks at me..
Golden Girl

Golden Girl

A Poem by River Wilson


Golden Girl, Please come outside. Its warm and its Devine I slept on your front porch, it was you who lied Golden Girl Your safe with me You n..
Puppet Love

Puppet Love

A Poem by River Wilson


Why can we not see you as me and me as you Can we find a person so in love that the person is all that matters. That mistakes are just history, and ..
Childhood

Childhood

A Poem by River Wilson


Canvas hi-tops Holy shoes Dusty soles Butterfly loops Bright blue sky Boiling sun Baseball bat Lots of fun Running now Climb some trees ..
Little Sister

Little Sister

A Poem by River Wilson


Brown hair, tanned skin Blonde hair, big heart within I watch as you delude and deceive Dear friend you cant beat me You must have missed one im..


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