CoTTon

by August   Sep 19, 2004


In a dream
She wears a flowered skirt (she always does)
How could my smile of knowing
Penetrate informed eyes?
She stalks my mind
At three feet from my side
We both sit, statues here and there
Where my words can barely
Penetrate her sunglasses
Let alone, read minds
Falling in love with the image
Of a person is easy
Summer cotton skirt year round
Month and running on the brain
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  • 19 years ago

    by Kevin

    It's tough hanging out with girls who are so beautiful and dressed in a manner that robs us Genius fools of the ability to reason. I feel it all the time.

    You know what i think of your writing Mr...i ain't very good at spotting flaws unless they are obvious ones so i'm not sure i can give you the criteque you want...but i know quality then i see it.

  • 19 years ago

    by August

    I liked "falling in love with the image of a person is easy", but seriously folks, i want soem honest critique on my poems.

  • 19 years ago

    by August

    this is some free-verse i wrote the night of discovering thoughts about some one i had got high with that day. ended up failing miserably, she said i try to hard, which is true.