Pinky's Poem

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Teeth white as snow
lips red as blood
dark hazel eyes bearing
down on my rosy cheeks
making me wish I was his
I try not to look but it is hard not to stare knowing he is always there
I wish to take his hand and intertwine them with my own
just thinking of this makes me shake to my bones
So i quickly look down
he places his ice cold hand on my warm forehead
making me quiver
he quickly retracts
and I can't help but laugh
a crocked grin paints his face
leaving an everlasting mark
on my heart





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Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 16, 2013 at 1:26 pm
I agree with redhairCat: the imagery used is lovely. Woncerful work; I love the image too that you used.
 
Soccer23 replied...
Mar. 17, 2013 at 11:37 am
Thank you! :) 
 
redhairCat This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 25, 2013 at 3:18 pm
Great imagery! So good! Keep writing!
 
mollybug13 said...
Feb. 15, 2013 at 10:21 pm
wow I love this poem... It is perfectly worded
 
Soccer23 replied...
Feb. 17, 2013 at 11:27 pm
Thank you :)
 
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