The Contingency Plan

Sunday, July 18, 2004

He loves me with kindness
Rich, three-dimensional waves of
Gold, blonde and bronze
Thick and gentle gushes that
Wash over my cruelty
Impatience indifference
And the cool grey outline of a girl with
Cold feet and a waning heart to
Whisper sweet melodies while
I sleep with punctured passions
Searching for focus with
Scattered childish lines for direction
He returns to fill me with tears that
Soothe my anguish with waves
Smooth and syrupy and
Baby smells of simplicity
To move me, sore and still
posted by kazumi at 8:11 pm

1 Comments:

I am hoping you will share your story.
kindness poem thank
Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:41 am  

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