Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2013
Freckles dot the lined
curvature that is
my cheekbones.
Simple brush strokes
on the canvas that
is my body
shape the path
of my veins.
They're similar to a map,
leading you to many
destinations.
If you get lost,
just look into my eyes.
They’re the landmark that
will help guide you
home.
Amanda
Written by
Amanda  30/MA
(30/MA)   
1.2k
   PoetryJournal and Dag J
Please log in to view and add comments on poems