She Sleeps With Two Pillows

DEBT SECRETS THE BANKS DON’T WANT YOU TO KNOW

Hands smooth but working
The Opaline way you smile
shoulders soft not shirking
delicate brilliant mild

quiet mouth but noisy mind
the curves expose a tender heart
atrophy organized
color changing follicle art

feeding others before you sit
children nestled and cozy
breathing whispers through doll painted lips
A book overtakes thorn and roses

Proof Read my life and make me better
change the mistakes of grammar and sin
hold me like a puzzle complete
Never let me go.

— For My Wife Jessica  8/14/2009

DEBT SECRETS THE BANKS DON’T WANT YOU TO KNOW

1 thought on “She Sleeps With Two Pillows”

  1. It’s a nice poem. Unfortunately, I do not have the knack or talent to write anything more than roses are red, violets are… something.. etc. Goes something like that.
    lol.

    Regards,
    Marc

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