Open Poetry #38 |
ode to a red head |
themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
Green bells line her neck they’re not for chiming She is walking carelessly her head high She don’t whither like seasonal flowers All on her head is a fiery red She walks to the tune of the afterwards And sings the songs of passion and sadness She speaks humble always say for herself She walks with the side-to-side shuffle hips She’s got tender eyes when looking at me And she leaves my presence with awkward stares She is the girl that few will ever have And she is a girl few can even see So fire does burn within hearts of men So fire red heats mans passionate den |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
grinning here listening to third eye blind semi-charmed life, reading your post at the same time |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
hey youre kinda cute and write nice too you got an online girlfriend? |
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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
lol, to be honest i dont. thanks for the comments and complaments ladys. I am the two-toed wanderer |
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the_girl_next_door Senior Member
since 2006-02-26
Posts 591USA |
Great write.. I really love how you explain things through poetry.. keep it up.. ~Heather~ Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes. |
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