Friday, June 27, 2014

The Anneslee Poems: Past Present Future Past

I see her –
how she looks at you
and I know
it won’t be long.

You never could resist
pouty lips –
the way she turns them on you,
it just isn’t fair.
The way she smiles at you,
it changes the air in the room
like everything you ever wanted
is possible
because she’s by your side.

She is the sun and the moon,
the gravity holding you
down –
oppressing you –
and you don’t even know it.

Who could compete
with a girl like that?

I should know –

I used to be her. 

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