Mike Conkey

Chris - Poem by Mike Conkey

THe ocean
so perfect
so blue
theres chris
he wonders
his foot prints in the sand
he dreams of living on this land
he wonders of love
and thinks of her
she sits in her bed
loving another man
one more built and tan
she still aggrivates chris
through teasing and taunting
but chris dont notice no
he just walks on that beach
she latches on him like a leech
trying to get his attention
then pushing him away
chris looks to the stars
trying to find mars
he wishes he was there
she lives each day
in a life he wont reach
she hides her feelings
she forgets to breathe as does he
as he dreams of her in the nite
wishing to speak of her in a fite
he finds a new
she decides its time
she puts out her hand
and he doesnt even notice
he does things he never thought he would
he finds he
she is lying there
not moving
not breathing
she is in the sky
looking upon him
her new has run away
yet chris is sad
he hears a voice comming from the ocean
he is starting to care

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  • (7/8/2010 1:04:00 AM)

    Hey do you know Kirby Segan? I'm her sister; and I'm trying to get a hold of her. If you can help, I would be very appreciative. You can email me at ashley.velasquez@asu.edu

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

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