Imasu

March 28, 2010

effervescent rose

Filed under: poetry — by bariole @ 1:44 pm

I like to think
that the heart of my hand has not
washed off through life
that it
stayed there overnight and it
won’t go away.

I like to think
that it is
symbolic that it is
a sign that we are
perfect.

I like to think
that we are
beautiful that you are
the one the only the lovely the
one who makes everything count.

I like to think
that this is
a snapshot
of something
real.

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2 Comments »

  1. D’awwww.

    Comment by Sauce — March 28, 2010 @ 3:24 pm |Reply

  2. ‘sbeautiful.

    Comment by layla — March 28, 2010 @ 4:42 pm |Reply


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