A World

My body is a planet
Plain and simple, that's a fact
My feet form the mountains
While toes make up the peaks
My hands produce the plants
And fingers grow their roots
My chest becomes a rolling plane
Covered with streams of sweat
While the stomach is a barren desert
That gently rumbles and sighs
My legs are soft steel beams
Holding up a building so tall
Hair is like swaying reeds
Rippling in a silent breeze
My heart, at last, is the center core
That keeps this planet going...





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xLpoet said...
Feb. 12, 2010 at 7:03 pm
THIS IS TALENT! The correlation between body parts and land is so unique and I'm stunned. Keep writing for sure. I hope that this will be published.
 
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