Posted: Dec 1, 08 11:09pm
i love about him
his boyish charm and
morning eyes that beg sun
on ground hog day
the way
life and pain
love - reason and
what i need
dawns for the first time
every time
he radiates
he virginal
he excites
and i die in star wishes
where i am beautiful in loves neverland
but in his shadow
i am just plain wendy -- mending
and he --
he is my peterpan
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pt 2.
and you ---
you isolate me from spring
by sneaking
elaborate fables into my
fortune cookie
and i---
i am passive-submissive and crochet
dull colored afghans in june
to warm me from the frostbite
of your winter
humming melodies offkey
beautiful soul to cool our tempers
then in afterthought
strum gutter punk on mind guitar
and bleed
violent rosebuds
onto closet walls to blossom
as soprano head screams
to fight our drifting love
but it's too late
baby, now it's too late
i scream
the unbearable sting
of all these
tears
