Is That Odd??A Story by Vanessa
Do you feel like I do?? Waning down to silent voices of sleep; is that odd?? Do they tell you secrets?? Do you nod?? And do you think it odd of me to listen?? I watch your eyes glisten.
You hate me darling. It's funny how I've come to accept this. It's funny how the chronic insults melt away in your swallow eyes. I want to see them deeper. I need to see them deep. But of course, how odd it would be for your eyes to give into me. It's funny how hatred stays out of the way. Do you hate me??
At times I must say My breath fades away When you play me a song of your knowledge.
I wish I could see the meaning of eyes, Particularly the ones that lay in the depths of your sockets. Yet.... my eyes always strayto the lush of your lips That dance with your words That I ache so badly to kiss.
© 2008 Vanessa |
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1 Review Added on March 23, 2008 Last Updated on March 23, 2008 AuthorVanessaAbout-As an introduction . . . . every place that I go gets an even number of steps. Yet, I don't very much like symmetry. -I love the smell of wet moss when it rains. -There's this ama.. more..Writing
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