to a wild nightmare:
you cant yet pose panic that
my heart has not known
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to a wild nightmare:
you cant yet pose panic that
my heart has not known
my heart has not known
a loss such as this before
sorrow hurts deeply
sorrow hurts deeply
but time will heal all sorrow
till it's just a scar
till it's just a scar
keep bandages clean and fresh
then apply ointment
then apply ointment
if it hurts so very much just
stop fussing at me
Stop fussing at me!
Pa-tay-to, Pa-ta-to, wow! :rolleyes:
Pronunciation...
Pronunciation
stammers blindly, weakly crawls,
expires on my tongue
expires on my tongue
like a sugar cube melting
gone in a moment
gone in a moment
chocolate cake on a plate
only crumbs are left
only crumbs are left,
flecks of a loaf devoured,
texture to this plate.
texture to this plate
encrusted with day-old eggs,
yolks spilled unwanted
yolks spilled unwanted
such waste! what will my toast say
strawberry jam please
strawberry jam please,
the seeds a welcomed tongue toy,
playful in the dark.
playful in the dark,
a mess of joyful hitches
screaming of their ply.
screaming of their ply
woods for wanderers exhale
green leaves as they drop.
green leaves as they drop
fade as the tree nubs outspread
new growths toward the sky.
new growths toward the sky
bend as knuckles tightly wrap
substance in the palm.
wow, Penseroso :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Il Penseroso
substance in the palm
stays hidden to the eyes, till
comes a soft li'l stroke;
comes a soft li'l stroke
from the soft cushy hands of
my six-year old niece...
comes a soft li'l stroke
from the soft cushy hands of
my six-year old niece...
my six-year old niece...
smiles up the world like a prince
small heart full of joy.