These poems are both untitled right now....
(October 12th, 2010)
We laid,
Foot of my bed,
Dewy in one another,
Covers made in your indiscretions.
Surrounded by the scent of flowers
bought when my love swayed your hips,
You grip me tight
Eyes pulling me close.
I blink for a second and you're gone.
I am tangled in old lovers breath and sadness,
Unable to free myself of our covers.
It gets lonely when you're gone.
(October 16th, 2010)
A Haiku:
Petals fall softly,
Crashing fast and exploding.
My heart makes less noise.
Really like that first one.
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