I Tell Myself Poem by Karin Holloway
I Tell Myself
I tell myself not to write about you
Cuz I've zillions of other things to do -
Yet guess whose smile I see teasing me
And whose eyes wrinkle round each inner sound.
Makes me want to roll a joint up,
Lay back, ah leisure, and miss our point
That all endeavor's amiss
If we lose it in bliss.
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: relationship
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