My Name | Mónika Tóth
breathe my silence
whisper my thoughts
speak of my name
love?
emotional poems
Walls Down | Elaine Davison
I suppose the next thing
You’re going to tell me
Is that it was my fault.
I’m used to this type of
Ridiculousness going
Against reality.
Why can’t it be normal
For once? Why do we
Have to pretend?
Just once, I wish
You would let
The walls down.
About Love | Mónika Tóth
I softly lay my lips on yours
Maybe love
I hold you within in my heart
In my soul
Every season
Maybe love
Dear
With a simple look
You took my breath away
I don”t know
I cry like a child