Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Poetry pieces soon to be song

You don’t know what it feels like
To have you
my ocean
That I’ve bathed in every day
Since August
Swallow me whole and and only feel Bad
cause’ I asked you to.

One sleepy tear escapes
While you’re sleeping with someone new
It glides down her hair past her shoulders
Onto her arm around her wrist to the tip of her finger
Into your belly button
That still holds my thumb print.


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