Free verse № 15415
lovely
As I watch you sleep I look at your lovely brown hair.
I gaze at how graceful your hands lay.
I touch your soft pale cheeks with my fingertips.
I look at how your eyes gently fall upon the other.
I run my hand through your fine limp hair.
I smell the sent of your sweet light skin and fall in love with you more.
I kiss your salty full lips and then stand up and at your open coffin and smile.
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" I mark your sleep. The lovely brown of your hair./ Your hands like..... It takes hours upon hours to work out a poem. The ones that come spontaneously are gifts, and have little to do witht he writers craft. Don't give up.
talentless, dull, weak, you, yes, you, AIDS
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