Sunday, June 10, 2012

Poetry





I SPY

Locate the target

Love this, hate this,tuck it

Where no one else can find it

Teeth clenched, palms sweaty

Eyes focused, heart pounding

It's only a matter of time

Take your time, aim slowly

To the heart, chest, stomach?

Wants, worries, dreams,let it drift away

Much too late to think about or say

Little time left, I see you now...

Say goodbye

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