The Wait

by abracadabra   Feb 7, 2008


If I were to swing high above you,
black hair flying,
you would catch me yet.
You would catch me and
tie back my hair
then watch me swing so high above you.

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  • 16 years ago

    by John Long

    I thought it was a simple little poem about tenderness and not without charm.

  • 16 years ago

    by abracadabra

    No true meaning. But I think I am like you here.

    Yo abby, crap poem, btw. I mean, wtf.
    ; )

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