Dark Poetry #4 |
The taste of a Women |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
I imagined her on statues, with her smile swimming with my eyes, lending her hand for me to grab. I fell in love, like water and land, drinking a mile so i could see her. To take her lips at my side, draw the dance, and drop the skittles into my palm. See there was the arrow, and here was my chance. The rings interchanged, let my soul begin the treasure, as low as my eyes could go. Her eyes were like paint, swift and mesmorizing, to the life on top of the tree. I lived through her laugh, so shadows were distant. I see through the green, just so I can hold her hand. Loving the taste of a women. |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
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this is wonderful! "I lived through her laugh, so shadows were distant." very cool lines |
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