Purple SnotA Poem by ClarkWrote this a while ago, taking this opportunity now to post it. Title courtesy of my father.
I am Grace, I am Bee
I am She
Who is not.
I'm not all here
Nor am I there.
I'm threading fingers
Through your hair.
Kiss me softly
But speak firmly.
Is that alright?
Just tell me frankly.
Soyez-honette
Car je vous aime
Mais je veux plus.
Embrassez-moi,
S'il vous plait.
Hold me tightly,
Don't let go.
I'm sure I love you.
I'd thought I'd said so.
But maybe not.
Now I've forgot.
But that's not right either.
Forgotten? Let's try again.
Hi, I'm Grace, Hi, I'm Bee.
I am She
Who loves you
But needs you, too.
Tough-girl butch, so protective
We forget she needs protection.
Hold my hand
Please don't let go.
I need you here
Wipe this stray tear.
So glad you're mine
Mine, mind, mine?
Mines blow up,
Il fait boum!
Minds are corrupt
And there's no room
Inside mine
For all my thoughts...are...
Swirlingwhirlingroundandroundinanillegiblemess.
Only two things are sure, and one is you.
Car je vous aime, je vous adore.
I'll love you, forever more.
© 2008 Clark |
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Added on February 10, 2008 AuthorClarkLondon, KSAboutAfter realising this has been empty for more than a year, I thought I would talk about myself. I'm in University, studying as a double major in English and Exercise Science. I speak French proficient.. more..Writing
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