Just Her

December 8, 2009
This room is quiet, the walls breathe softly.
It is filled with colors, but it feels bleak.
A boy, he waits, for a moment's visit
from her.

This room is stained, colors of the past.
Racks, canvas, and floor await a drip of life.
A boy, he waits, for a moment's visit
from her.

This room is dim, a 24-watt sunset.
The shadows cast an ominous audience.
A boy, he waits, for a moment's visit
for her

The room is vibrant, it's heart beats faster
the room breathes louder, the colors grow brighter.
A boy, he see's, for a moment's visit
just her.





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Milo! said...
Mar. 13, 2010 at 8:53 am
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
 
Kristofer replied...
Mar. 22, 2010 at 8:43 pm
hey thanks a lot, I just submitted two more, I haven't been on in months. I'll check out your writing when I find some more time though
 
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