Condensation This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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      Condensation on windows

The blur of evergreen trees

First class backseats

Bright eyes gazed into mine

The darkest of teal

The car drifts

into the cryptic labyrinth

They smiled and laughed -

Wrapping ribbons around their foreheads

The darkest of rouge

I stared at my pale fingers

As she counted the headlights on the road

and wrote her initials on the window

We drove around in circles

The shape we made was obscure

through the condensation on the windows

She held my hand -

the lightest of touch

Clear your mind, she whispered

As she kissed my nose

I blushed

the lightest of peach

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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Patricia.Smith This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 8, 2014 at 2:14 pm
hey i really enjoyed this! I really wish i coudl write like this! would you mind looking at my piece and see what i'm missing? Its titled "In Highschool"
 
alfavetta said...
Oct. 11, 2009 at 9:41 pm
I liked it. I personally feel that poetry has to have deep meaning and purpose to it, but this is sweet innocent writing.
 
mana15 said...
Sept. 13, 2009 at 12:47 pm
Wow... ... hat was awesome! Keep on writing!
 
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