bitter aftertaste sweetens the memory at least the very least...
fine and dandy alone alone alone on the floor cross-legged memory
those tight black curls my fingers would play with and those dark chestnut eyes my own would fall into always semi-smiling those oh-so-innocent yes yes i love you eyes mine answered in kind
you are still around
why?
you were supposed to be gone by now long gone
I think I'll get up blow the smoke down and watch this all s p i r a l into oblivion
and then what?
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m. 11/05
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Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 17, 2006
Good question...And then what? could be hell awaits of addiction, or freedom from saying no way..
Oblivion is no where for a young lady to be.
Great message too....
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on September 16, 2006
I have admired your work for so long the style SOUL Sister,,,,, I had to stop by and read for often you have long intervals of silence but the wait is always well deserved....... Blessings and prayers, Soul Sister.
"...and then, what?"
Isn't this the taste we have when we wait for something worse to happen." I'm happy whenever I see you here, Micha. Your poetry is what I need in a difference of pens and this is always a positive thing.
Bless you Micha!
Love,
Susan
The question at the end sums up the feelings most effectively, Micha. And then what? Yeah. I know these emotions. Thank you for sharing. Love, peace, and strength to you,
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Oblivion is no where for a young lady to be.
Great message too....
Isn't this the taste we have when we wait for something worse to happen." I'm happy whenever I see you here, Micha. Your poetry is what I need in a difference of pens and this is always a positive thing.
Bless you Micha!
Love,
Susan
Regis