April 13th
“If I Were a Poet”
If I were a poet, I’d weave myself
Into your eyelashes and each time
You’d open your eyes you’d see only me.
If I were a poet, I’d tangle myself
Like seaweed in your thoughts
Until you thought of only me.
If I were a poet, I’d bottle
The taste of your lips and hide
It away so they only tasted of me.
But I’m not a poet;
I’m only myself.
And you will never love me.
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This blog is shaping up nicely Nikki - glad you wrote with us on PAD and hope you'll continue to do so on Wednesdays - feel free to check out my blog as well ... S.E.Ingraham
ReplyDeleteI should tell you if you do decide to check out my blog, click on my name and you'll be sent to my dashboard or profile page where you'll see I have a plethora of blogs(don't ask);I've just started posting under The Poet Tree which is where I'm directing people now ...
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