Staring at me I wished my eyes to look away but I couldn’t. Walking towards you my hands twitching, itching to feel you longing to smell you like a desert longed for rain. Quietly, I [...]
Staring at me I wished my eyes to look away but I couldn’t. Walking towards you my hands twitching, itching to feel you longing to smell you like a desert longed for rain. Quietly, I [...]
I need a job even if I have to scrub. I need a job but none is forthcoming. I want to work but they say I am not qualified. Even if I am qualified they [...]