Floating around in red and black,
a little high on cognac,
I would have written a poem for each day
if you were a girl.
But it doesn't take away from your grace;
a thousand poems cannot do justice
not even just to the gleam in your eyes
from that arrogant smirk on your face.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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2 comments:
Ahan...a lovely girl my inspiration for poetry ;)
Somehow this captures that same feeling i will say
thank you :)
why i didnt say 'i loved this one' sooner i dont know.
bitter acrid spite oozes out of it...
soothes my soul
with every one of its sharp tipped words...
try saying 'attempted poetry' now (!!)
silly girl you
<3
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