From last year
i saw her head resting on your shoulder
i looked at you not looking at me or her
you were looking towards the mountains
plotting, planning, dreaming, deciding things
i looked at you not looking at me or her
you were looking towards the mountains
plotting, planning, dreaming, deciding things
posted by Jennifer Cleaver at 11:38 PM
1 Comments:
hmmm ... deciding things. i really do like the way i feel after i read your poetry. it's not a release or a releif but like flying over life with eyes wide open for a second. maybe less than a second. a snapshot. sometimes a photograph. thanks for sharing.
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