A Love Poem

My heart is rumbling really loudly.
I’m not feeling hungry for your love.
I’m still digesting my last one.

Recycled Love Songs

What used to be their love story in chords
Became ours
In tune and out of tune
It was ours
Our little inside joke
Our hints
Our secrets
Hidden dreams
Open declarations
It was ours to our forever
But the song came to an end
So, we pass it on
What was once ours
Now becomes yours
Until it must be passed on

Fluff, the Sleeping Dragon!

I see a dragon
A nice one
Not the scary ones
Like the Norwegian Ridgeback
Or the Hungarian Horntail
But a fluffy one
But you know what they say
“Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus”
So I will just let it sleep