She Writes Poetry

She wrote poems that would have made Bukowski blush. I read one once, and twice over again, the fourth time I was in love With her best-friend, for which it was about, well, more so her friend's ... cat. She got mad in a way that would have made Shelley gush Out tears and run, run, run to the monster we make out of love. Misguided, misfired, she missed my face, more so - She also had a ... cat! She declared in a way that would have made anyone want to … Read her poetry.