Invisible Woman

April 21, 2009
By Peter Shipman SILVER, Covina, California
Peter Shipman SILVER, Covina, California
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I am in love with a woman I've never seen,
nor known the name of,
nor heard of before in books,
nor by the whispers of others.
She exists in no pictures or stories,
but in the fragmented shards of feelings
that create my being and emotions.
And even though she is as invisible as the wind
that chills me, I still feel her head lying her head against
my chest, yearning to become human so that her lips
and my lips, could become perfect poetry.

The author's comments:
This poetry comes from my heart, my pain, and my soul.

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on May. 5 2009 at 10:20 pm
xXsmileXx PLATINUM, St. Louis, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"Your dreams only become intangible when you stop reaching" ~me ;)

Dude, really good poem! Very compelling...i guess its true, the best poetry comes from the heart!


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