Untitled.

an improper and probably grammatically incorrect poem. just venting, though.

Do you remember when we stayed up all night

and I held your

shaking hand

as a river erupted from your

pretty little face.

that night I

earned the right to call you

mine and

from a small crack in the

old worn sidewalk

exploded a beautiful patch of

foliage.

Reviews

[Night]

Beautiful. Simply beautiful. Normally I'd say more, but you have truly stunned me. Bravo.