Open Poetry #27 |
To touch you.. |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
He walked out of the bar, studiously. He is walking jibberish, not so good at math. Reaching out his ticket for a shining golden cab. The streets growl as he walks completely infatuated, yet apprehensive.. He steps aboard a memory that came to him, too clearly, he was afraid it may not be real. The intuitive ex-girlfriend with a scar right above her left breast. He never asked for the story, he bathed in the silence of the spider that sat down beside her. Spun a web of lonliness and crawled away. He awakens to a cold and desolate world, one where her eyes don't dare to open and see. Echo all his lonliness, she speaks from the sky. In the wind her light still radiates, In him the stench of the street still lingers in between the smell of her neck against his lips. |
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kadafi09 Member
since 2003-06-17
Posts 143California, United States |
i really felt your poem. made me think of my ex, and it somewhat made me long for that which is lost. beautifully written. |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Beautifully penned! ARCTIC WIND |
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