Pink Pink
Baby happy pink
Rosie cheeks
And puppy love winks
Fair hair woven
A pathetic heart’s stolen
Your back blushing in the fire place
My burden heavy and draconian
“now catapult into outer space”
Warmed by your delicate face
I wish you were warmed
by my pathetic chase.
Thoughts feeding on and clinging to
your every intangible love trace
No! Don’t turn and look
Am I an open book?
Is my heart on my sleeve?
Pathetic enter,
Enter you perverse peeve!
Burden leave!
Friday, January 11, 2008
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