Clovers Poem by Guy Wild

Clovers



In a field of clovers
He traced her mouth with his
Always thirsting for more
Please oh god
Just one last kiss

She said something
That captivated his mind
3 little words
That made every

Pain
Anguish
And fear
Feel fine

'I love you' she said
And for once, he felt more than existence

He felt alive.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Scotty Dogg 16 April 2012

Really good! Fix next to last line (then) I like it. I like the Water poem better, it's more visual. Give me something to SEE. What's her lips look like? S.

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Linda Maree 03 April 2012

those three words can change our whole outlook

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