Teen Poetry #1 |
Affection Confections and Sunbursts |
Dyan New Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 2 |
Why must my emotions arrive like hurricanes and beget their like approval? I'd rather them trickle and for you to turn your cheek to rather my touch your lips. Your calculated significance and cackling spirit prefer me to every other; a figment of limited tastes who finds me faced angel and sweetened bitter. Mostly spinning and waving to my better interests, I choose again and again and again to writhe in my better judgement. |
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