Day five of National Poetry Month: today’s prompt is to write a Don’t Make Sense or Make Sense poem. My attempt at a don’t make sense poem.
We love and respect each other the way we do. I am everything you sweet dream about and what you waited all day for, yet you don’t see us penned in the stars.
Studded with everything we could both want and have. But, here we are still apart. Not sure why, but it don’t make sense to my head or heart.