WhispersA Poem by CJKurtz Love poem
Her hands propped on round hips
Looking straight at me The whole of history in her snapshot eyes And I stand at my worst Making my lips- forcing them To whisper something I can't understand © 2023 CJKurtz |
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Added on September 16, 2023 Last Updated on September 16, 2023 Author
CJKurtzAvondale, AZAboutI am teacher of Literature and Philosophy who has been writing poems since I was 13. more..Writing
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