gina prettybrowneyes Poems

dab a brush of coal black color
unto your pale and fragile lashes
once you put it on. you become
giggling, twirling, oblivios
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weighted words, tossed like beach balls
from heart to broken heart
the true meaning is lost, but
we still speak its message
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light. strikes
a silver hand
outstreached
waving goodbye
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I am…
A bra specialist’s worst nightmare

I have been in this dingy stall for an eternity
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as we fall into the water
let us clasp our hands together

bright day is done,
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hold me, wrap me up all tight
squeeze the sadness from my eyes
these eyes, these eyes, cries and cries
hold me through the shadowed night
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Rain falls like a silver glass shimmer
Swishing, sweeping, slipping, sliding
Over bushes and onto roofs and splattering on
Heads
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there is nothing to do, nothing to say
nothing like the nothingness of the cold
wind that blows across and about the way.
empty as the soup-filled lives of the old,
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Today the rain falls outside the window with a broken pane
The cold rises from the cellar into the floorboards
Where her feet leap to the nearest rug.
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I want to be sky
cradle earth in my arms
watch the stars go by
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