andrew reeves

Beauty - Poem by andrew reeves

She waits at home and thinks of flowers
A child's innocence, she waits at home
I found a friendship in an atlas
A friendship like twin towers
My darkness was so I could grow
A dancing duet needs to know
I've never seen a neater answer
Than that which flows without any words
My admiration to the sander
A love that pounces like a panther on birds
Why was I at home when the baker was
I was there before I left because
I went home to taste the blood
Around a circle there are no squares
Throughout the grapevine there are infinite pairs
Only two were meant to fit on the stairs

Topic(s) of this poem: beauty

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 20, 2014

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