["You're busy drawing hearts..."]

June 1, 2010
Silly boy, I wish you would listen,
But your ears prick like a puppy’s to soft playing music.
You aimlessly doodle
Your name in my skin.
Is this your way of saying you own me?

I wish you would hear me, love,
But you pay no mind,
You’re busy fathoming the idea of me,
And forgetting that I’m right here,
By your side.
Silly boy, I love you.
But you love
Your dreams.

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panda0434 said...
Aug. 5, 2010 at 5:53 pm
Wow. That's all I can say. Wow. The emotion in this poem is great. Please write more! :D
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