quietitude.A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)
i look down empty hallways,
lit by afternoon blankets of light; reminded of your smile, and my always urge to fill it with the words of my lips and the now of my flesh, i ache incessantly because i know those hollow smiles were never mine to begin with even though i burned burned with the want to know just how their hunting bow curves would slide along my hipbone © 2013 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman) |
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2 Reviews Added on November 19, 2013 Last Updated on November 19, 2013 Authorjenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)Vancouver, BC, CanadaAboutPlayful and eager to explore new styles of writing, and to hone my skills. i'm reaching a point now where i can write a poem and be able to say that it is something i really like. I'm an avid reader, .. more..Writing
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