Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I Am Touching Your Face With Hands Dipped In Wax... Comments
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You’re sitting on the window sill
Yellow paint peeling from it’s corners
And you’re ashing your cigarette in a coffee cup with a blue rim and small brown dots
Reunited
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Audrey Stephenson
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Shane Clawson
05 June 2012
Hey, you know how to make this a narrative poem... something I should start doing. Good job.
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7/19/2025 4:45:56 AM # 1.0.0
A refined poetic imagination, Audrey. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.