1,2,3A Poem by Mary OchoaHappened so quickly and great
1,2,3
I'm just a girl Taking it day by day Tea every morning Working that flow Controlling those Feelings Heat Love No time to slip Pressing that speed button Doing what I do best Laughing at you No one can seize me Controlled Every vessel Every beat But in 1,2,3 His voice became my new tune New flow The way he spoke my name Sending my control out that door How? Why? Who cares? All I knew was In 1,2,3 I wanted to be completely his © 2015 Mary OchoaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on September 10, 2015 Last Updated on September 10, 2015 AuthorMary OchoaCAAboutHello Writers and Readers! I am very pleased to be part of the Writers Café. I am here to simply improve my writing skills through my poems and short stories as well as to make friends with gre.. more..Writing
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