Love Poem

March 4, 2009
Eyes flash cerulean
As they stare down at the guitar in your arms
Bite your lip
As you tighten the strings and play a chord
As the instrument twangs
Twist again
I watch
Love poem under pen
Wishing that I was the guitar
In your arms
So that every moment of your angry tuning
You'd be
Holding me

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ThePenWithAnEgo said...
Apr. 4, 2009 at 2:42 pm
Okay. Corinne. Wow. This is amazing. End of story. Every line, without fail. Do this at PotP and 1st is yours. Wow.
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