Intentions Poem by Aaron Myers

Intentions



Hey! Miss interpret this:
I've still got your clothes and your smell on my sheets,
I drove down your road in hope that we'd meet

Again.

All my intentions were there
But I know you're gonna ask: 'where? '
'cause none of them ever materialised.
Intentions is all they were
Intentions are all I am.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anna Russell 30 August 2007

Sad but witty at the same time, I really enjoyed this one Aaron. Hugs Anna xxx

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