Published on June 24, 2007 By Death_By_Beebles In Poetry
Distance
the word falls off my tongue
oil for lonely fire
I hold burning inside my chest
What is a smile, a moment
are they concepts of two souls entwined
or the tangible foolish ramblings
of a poet boy
and his I-miss-you girl?
Distance
what an ugly word.

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