Elizabeth Sheaffer (February 4,1990 / Mt. Airy, NC)
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Crimson Carpets At Dusk
You're sitting on the couch, watching TV.
Wishing that you could be watching me.
Wanting me only to exist.
Needing nothing save one last kiss.
Why couldn't it have been someone else?
You cannot imagine how it must've felt.
Did I go to Heaven, or was it Hell?
You need to know which way I fell.
That way you can arrange for us to meet.
thank you, its refreshing to hear such encouraging comments. i'll be reading your work
After surveying about a half-dozen or ten of your poems, I've come to the conclusion that you have quite a beautiful vision. Additionally, I found that not only did I enjoy your writing, but your poem titles as well. They're vivid and dark and wonderful. Of the poems I read, I enjoyed The Minions the most, and when I was through reading it, I relaized that I could absolutely see myself writing something similar. Keep it up.