For My Friday..

For My Friday..

A Poem by E.j.aka.Hannah

Theres dogtags round her neck

and a tear in her eye,

Her hairs the colors of rainbows bright,

Theres no one in the world that

can break her light

 

The worlds a cruel place for

one so strong and wild

Shes the song you hear booming from your speakers

as you cruise around the strip at night

and in her soul

theres a darkness

I wish I had.

 

Youve heard me sing of my girl,

my girl Friday,

she knows the dance and she knows the song,

she loves the fire and she hates the old,

the wind in her hair is my fragrant dream,

and her hips are the swaying

that comes from the trees.

 

Your name is a kiss to the breeze,

My baby girl,

shes the jazz in my soul.

 

While her head is full of evil,

her heart is part of a heavenly choir,

my stronghold,

my heart,

My girl Friday is the brightest star.

 

 

© 2009 E.j.aka.Hannah


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imma whoop dat a*s theres a picture of me on here!!! lol hottness.

Posted 14 Years Ago


awe babe this was awesome absolutely amazing :)))) you are my Amitie

Posted 14 Years Ago


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E.j.aka.Hannah
E.j.aka.Hannah

Chipley, FL



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Name:EJ Occupation: Artist & Wandering Soul Info: Im quiet, funny, independant, loyal, & honest. Nothing else is needed to be said. more..

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