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Chasing Annie
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Chasing Annie |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
She bent her lip against her inner thigh As if she covered the earth with one side She twisted her hair into a small knot Like the Chesapeake Bay that tied its wake Around the rise of the sun Her eyes were distant As the low bridge Unearthing her little shades She was so young when the sun first rose But as the night hit like the softness of the sea She had already become a woman Strong willed in her vision Eyes that stormed the river Not too far from her families cottage She lulled her voice so quietly Into the empty, bending streets Sitting just east of the white villas that sat above the blistering sea Her thoughts were at peace this night Far away from her usual fight Slightly to the right, with her ring finger sliding along the evening sky. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Sounds like you caught up with Annie. Enjoyed your poem, ebonygirl |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Ebony. Happy you enjoyed Cheers |
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