You won稚 notice me, unless my laughter
kicks the back of your seat in a movie theater, or
I知 holding up the checkout line while I dig
for my bankcard in a pack rat purse.
You won稚 see me, I'm delayed inside my footprints;
I知 living an alternate ending to my life.
I知 the color red. No, blue. Maybe green or
yellow. I can稚 ever decide.
But I知 a gentle touch and a calming voice,
I知 moonlight dancing on water,
and I値l warn you now, I'm the steak
that comes rare when you order medium-well.











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the hell outta this poem girl, way to go, and thanks for sharing.. Brilliant! Yes, I'm not worthy! 











You are amazing!!!



































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