Very Bad Archive
The worst poem ever
Sarah Penze
If this is love
I feel as free as a dove
With you here
I need no on else near
When i hold your hand
My heart melts like sand
There is no chance
this is our last dance
When you buy me dinner
I know your a winner
Your eyes are nice
This is a chance and I'll roll the dice
Please don't leave
this scarf I'll weave for you
Everything feels so new I'm so happy I could weep
As long as you promise my heart is yours to keep
Sarah Penze has published since joining on 5/10/10. Read more of Sarah's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Sarah's latest works: