Heart-pocket (XII).

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited February 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Loving away darkness under the low-lit air of an away sun, your eyes, mine.
You to me, our mouths hold this night like clouds dreaming of moons.
Inside our all, you're everything to me.
Our love is here, heart-pocket sky.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    awesome poem

    you gotta change that signature oneday
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    deadnote wrote:
    awesome poem

    you gotta change that signature oneday

    to what?
    suggestions?
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • LindaLinda Posts: 1,656
    chadwick wrote:
    to what?
    suggestions?


    yep, change in order....
    i'm not happy yet.....
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