His name is Jake. I fell in love.
I met him on a train.
His golden eyes - beyond above,
His hair like flour from grain.
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Very nicely done....The last three lines allow the work to be interpreted in at least several ways. A very fine poem.
He is so spoiled, and young insane, His girlfriend hot like stove.. I went away. a good poem, the dog and the girl.. and your powerful words very expressive.. tony