She writes on loose sheets of paper
floating about the room
she picks up her pen every so often
at a loss of words drives it through, tearing it
she writes on everything she finds
her slowly wearing jeans
invisibly on beautifully curved backs
on equally beautiful minds
women's of course, for men have neither
(But the trees don't have wounds)
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The remnants of beautiful things... just another piece of history.
About Me
- White Misschief
- Unpredictable as ever!! But be nice and you'l get the best of me....
2 comments:
No comments, you make men shut their mouth when they read it..!!
lovely!! :) If confessions are welcome here- I am getting addicted.
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