I saw a symphony
in your cascading hair,
and eyes twinkling
like sunlight on brass.
But when you played
the melody with your
tongue on mine it was
a sickening sound,
atonal and ugly.
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 2:10 AM UTC
I saw a symphony
in your cascading hair,
and eyes twinkling
like sunlight on brass.
But when you played
the melody with your
tongue on mine it was
a sickening sound,
atonal and ugly.
Another short poem.
Written 11/07/2013
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