Gauging Poem by linda jenkinson
Gauging
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Run your thumb along my jugular
Your finger along my spine
Lest I forget
The size of a perfect sky.
As soon as your hand touches me
I want to be in a desert
Gauging distances.
Monday, December 22, 2008
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Sid John Gardner.
22 December 2008
I think Ive got the 'Measure' of this one Linda. Sid xxx
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10/13/2024 4:50:57 AM # 1.0.0
Had a re-think about this ne Linda....How about, Run your blade along my jugular, Your bayonet along my spine. Lest I forget the size of sutures, And sterilised dressings. Only joking...Hope you had a great Chrissy. Oh and a better than average new year, Sid xxxx