Pale green
the grass in early Spring,
up, like her eyes.
Freckled nose
worn, as the
tops of her hands.
Safe,
glimmering eyes.
Not so different
then dew on glass,
pouting slowly
at my approach.
I wonder what
she's thinking?
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Random thoughts and ideas that flow out of a mind stimulated by the most simple of things.
About Me
- Kevin
- There are days when I like to think of myself as a creative person, then I take a look at people like John Mayer, Nick Hornby, Wassily Kandinsky, Langston Hughes, J.G. Ballard, Ryan Adams, Bono, Daniel Kirkpatrick, and Ryan O'Farrell. It's then that I realize life is a journey and I stiil have so far left to go.
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