Letter To GraceA Poem by Taylor AnneGraceful and clumsy, beautiful she is, and every bone in her body is screaming it, the nauseas feeling I get when I dial the 7th number, perhaps that's my favorite part, no, my favorite part is the loss of breath, the way she has the ability to make it so hard to breathe, and the way I can't see straight when she's in my eyesight, if I could put it all in a letter, I'd cut open my chest, pour my heart onto the paper, and when it was all dried I guess this is what would be left, at the top of the paper I'd write "letter to Grace", and at the bottom I'd sign it with X's and O's, then I would fold it up and put it in a box for her eyes to never see, because I'm not yet aware of how she would feel, am I really pouring my heart out, and is this river running too quickly, something tells me I fell too quickly, but perhaps it's the right thing to do. © 2009 Taylor AnneAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on October 26, 2009 AuthorTaylor AnneMadison, MEAbouti'm 13 from madison maine. i love sports and my friends are my world. more..Writing
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