I trod
lightly, slightly over the river of styx
to the place
where I gently remember the light in your eyes
as we passed eachother by
From this place noone can tell
what harm would befall me
if I think too softly of people like you
owing to the fact that you have seen before me
all the ugly things that happen to girls like me
I know better than this to do
silently- I sill think of you softly too
Author notes
Written December 20th, 2003
A contest entry
- Make Me Feel by LostInThought.
250 points, ended December 22, 2003, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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much rusting lust (& stardust). He looked sexy in jeans.
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"owing to the fact that you have seen before me
all the ugly things that happen to girls like me"
And there are much too many. Lovely and powerful and all of that good stuff.
I sense sexuality and rusting lust. Indeed.
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