Always The Distance Poem by Aldo Rino Smiloveux Bell

Always The Distance

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The mountains
in the horizon
had the shape
of your
breasts.

Were like them.

Young.
Pointed.
Distant.
Out of reach.

Friday, August 28, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: mountains
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