Push-me-I'll
push-you-back
and-add-a-backhand
slap-to-the-equation
that evergoing dance down
grand avenue but please
watch for the cars in the
other lane.
and I shudder
you tug my ponytail
hold me to your lap
as I scribble
in the fog of your windshield
we've parked now.
I pretend with you
that I don't see
or feel your touch
instead
let it dust over
my ribs
I'll push my feet
between you and the
seat-cover to keep
my toes warm.
finger-trace your
black and white - so
close
to the truth - belt
is this real?
you tell me what isn't
so often but I can never
speak for you.
Indescribable:
I cannot even
mention it.
A contest entry
- Pumpkin Pie by GypsyEyes.
400 points, ended December 22, 2008, 38 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Any comments are appreciated.
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Awesome
This poem is great :] -
congrats on the trophy. At first I thought this poem to be about abuse it seemed to be very violent to me in the beginning. Thanks for sharing this and thanks for entering it into my contest.
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the wording of this poem is incredible. thank you for entering my contest and good luck. Keep writing.
peace and love
b -
fantastic poem
great use of emotions
a well penned piece -
very lovely poem
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