Yawns and StaresA Poem by Count Humilussilence of meLook at her, with her eyes Her lips Her perfect teeth Her centerfold hair Her air conditioned life Her mind isn’t bothered with sadness Her mind making mine fall in love Her heart whole Her cheekbones Her screams Her moans Her last words Look at her, with her eyes Taunting me Bringing me to my knees Tears dripping on a couch Held hands and lost words Look at her centerfold hair, Her derriere Her skinny waist Her short stature Her love trails behind her as my eyes get tired Look at her, walking away © 2009 Count Humilus |
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1 Review Added on March 26, 2009 AuthorCount HumilusDriftingAboutMy interests include: Writing things Old cameras Records Raw Fish Typewriters Bernard Tapie Anglo Concertinas Instillations Filming movies The Pacific ocean .. more..Writing
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