First Bits of Poetry

Here's the first of many little bits that will end up on my fridge door. Hope you enjoy them.

I run from your rain
but trip into
your storm of love


These dreams leave
a void in my head
my thoughts possessed by you


If I am your delicate goddess
then you are my luscious peach

Welcome

This is a blog dedicated to the blurbs of poetry that appear on my fridge door. Hope you enjoy it, and can make some sense of the blurbs of magnetism.