For My Friday..A Poem by E.j.aka.HannahTheres dogtags round her neck and a tear in her eye, Her hairs the colors of rainbows bright, Theres no one in the world that can break her light
The worlds a cruel place for one so strong and wild Shes the song you hear booming from your speakers as you cruise around the strip at night and in her soul theres a darkness I wish I had.
Youve heard me sing of my girl, my girl Friday, she knows the dance and she knows the song, she loves the fire and she hates the old, the wind in her hair is my fragrant dream, and her hips are the swaying that comes from the trees.
Your name is a kiss to the breeze, My baby girl, shes the jazz in my soul.
While her head is full of evil, her heart is part of a heavenly choir, my stronghold, my heart, My girl Friday is the brightest star.
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Added on November 2, 2009Last Updated on December 10, 2009 AuthorE.j.aka.HannahChipley, FLAboutName:EJ Occupation: Artist & Wandering Soul Info: Im quiet, funny, independant, loyal, & honest. Nothing else is needed to be said. more..Writing
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