Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read • Contests • Groups • Learn • Forums • Store • Help
 

Check

the sun
a soft and slender bulb
quietly rests on the horizon

steady, my hands move threw my curls
time slips through my fingers like sand

my legs press down onto the pavement
as deep and sensual as fingers on piano keys

Autumn hangs in the fragile air

Your Eyes
hold more commotion
then the stained glass
that lies  brok n
on the desolate sidewalk

Please tell me what you think

    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    • Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)