CrimsonA Poem by NaClA crimson petal Cups the morning dew Tender as a mother As lovingly to A single crimson drop From the wrist of a girl Pale as snow Crimson cheeks Burn and tighten Teeth clench Fists tense Crimson has so many places It can travel to But my favorite place Is on the cheeks of you
© 2011 NaClAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on November 3, 2011 Last Updated on November 3, 2011 AuthorNaClSomewhere under the rainbowAboutHi! I'm a soon-to-be thirteen year old poet, my life ambition is to becoma a world famous author/lawer. My favorite poems are ones that make yoou think, but are not depressing. I have OCD and mild fib.. more..Writing
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