Will you meet me to fancy my swoon? Perhaps at the cafe, sometime soon. I work in the morning, so how about at noon? Not then either; here comes the gloom. Maybe I’ll dream of us back in my room. One day you’ll be with me and our love will bloom. Hopefully before the next man goes to the moon. Sometime between now and before the world goes boom.
Published by Trey Persons
I'm and up and coming writer from Memphis, Tennessee that believes we are all born to play our part in the universe. I'm on a mission to inspire others as well as stir your imagination through my passion for words. Here, you'll find inspirational poetry, all original fictions, and random events about my life. If you're reading this, please take a moment to comment or send an email so I can thank you personally for taking the time to read my work. That and I really like to connect with others and learn your story as well. My first novel will be releasing July 7, 2020 titled "Universing". Thank you for visiting my corner of the web. Contact info firstname.lastname@example.org View all posts by Trey Persons