The PainterA Poem by Sarah LynnRepost from October 2010
4:17 A.M
He gazed in my direction That awkward, gawky, Painter 4:18 A.M I blurted out my Greeting Uhm, hello.. It was late I was nervous He was angelic Hey there His smile sliced Into me Inadvertently 4:19 A.M I sank into His eyes Blue as the sea His teeth Were an astonishing white Like foggy ice 4:22 A.M He had gone Out the door Swiftly vanished 4:25 A.M Calmed down Slowed my heart He was there Outside Cancer stick in hand Shivering in Winter Nervous again Cold tonight Smooth 4:26 A.M Blinking Sluggish He responded Cold every night When you're alone In this swarming City 4:27 A.M He stepped on his Cigarette And walked out Of my life © 2011 Sarah Lynn |
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2 Reviews Added on March 7, 2011 Last Updated on March 7, 2011 AuthorSarah LynnNJAboutI'm twenty years young. I've been through more than I'd like to admit to. Almost all of my poetry is based on true events, real people. I have a horrible imagination. I take things at face value. I fi.. more..Writing
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