Like WaterA Poem by p.kuhlshe wears a smile and a dressCould she be so fluid? She left me there with glazed eyes, trying to pretend I wasn't staring at her as she danced as though the devil himself dared her to She must have no bones to move like that, to teeter on her toes like the stack of furniture in cat in the hat a dangerous tilt as her head spins and spins and catches my eyes on every third turn with a stare that tells me she isn't even moving. © 2011 p.kuhlReviews
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3 Reviews Added on December 13, 2011 Last Updated on December 24, 2011 Authorp.kuhlBloomington, INAboutMy name is Pierce, and I am a 23 year old English major at Indiana University. "How easily I connect to you. You're always everything at once, somehow. You're shy and open, sweet and cold, curious .. more..Writing
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