Thursday, January 3, 2008

Old Boyfriend Comments

Rating: 5.0

Sense his eyes peering over my words, imagining
My curls falling over the page as the blue ink
Bleeds my thoughts, envisions them blond, soft
Today he is wrong. Turn my ring back to the light,
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Shannon Wright 03 January 2008

I give this one a ten, thanks for sharing. -shannon

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John Nightingale 03 January 2008

I really like this poem. Thanks.

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