A Futile ProspectA Poem by Dripping Chocolate MadnessI can still see your light
She tries to hide behind the moon.
A rogueish star secreting her light from the world. Glowing, radiant diamonds Under a dusty lampshade. © 2020 Dripping Chocolate Madness |
StatsAuthorDripping Chocolate MadnessWandering, RIAboutNot a writer, but I do it anyway. I'm also not a chef, musician, masseuse, guidance counselor, philosopher, or survivalist. But again: never stopped me before. I DO, however, happen to be a giant p.. more..Writing |