![]() IntermissionA Poem by Tenten![]() rock concerts![]() Her name is this brick Break black paint nails Scratch palms first layer of skin Head back point up search stars Find alley street lamp, shhh someone Possibility a reasonable person might hear us Her, her lips to thigh raised bent Placed shoulder, one kiss feel Back fringe occupants those smiles Knows way hands adjust jeans t-shirt edge She wears answering lips, our hands Separate into concert crowd, Find way hard light mosh pit, a fist a hand On my a*s grasp too hard, too big unfamiliar Step away hit harder she isn’t in sight Offering her name I like this. . 7:56PM Tue 04/13/10 (Written, Frank) © 2010 Tenten |
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1 Review Added on April 23, 2010 Last Updated on April 23, 2010 Author![]() TentenAlamosa, COAboutI know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..Writing
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