She Sleeps With Two Pillows
August 14, 2009 1 CommentDEBT 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
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