A Wallflower   But he soon Grew apart of the air And that’s all Not part of the rain Or the ocean Veiled   Anonymous to you You understand He’s soft She cried He Cried  

Brown eyes burning brightly  Lovely, pulling me in. As the fire burns, burns, burns Zesty, feelings of  Electricity and I am  Dauntless    Over time everything has changed Calls have disappeared Each night I wish  A sign of love would come but  Nothing…  

Lets get drunk at midnight, listen to our fav songs and kiss until our lips burn Selected by, Morgan Sands     Description: Love, crazy moments, and dancing in the rain are what makes life complete. People write poems to preserve memories. This is a collection of poems about passion, dreams, intimacy and love in […]

I Just Can’t Cope-acabana   By Morgan Sands   He had blue eyes, sun smooched skin, and a saxophone that he fingered, tonged then blowed.   The sweet tune of Copacabana on the sax, played all night. Loud then quiet, fast then slow. The percussion banging, keeping the rhythm like a heartbeat; boom, ba-boom, ba-boom. […]