poet megan watts

megan watts

Old Times

me and you we used to talk
along the shore, in the caves where we used to walk
now i walk alone
i write your name on a peice of paper
and make it into a boat
i put it on the water
but it doesn't float
like us its sinking
deep down into the depths of the ocean
lost forever never to be found

Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 28, 2005
Poem Edited: Saturday, April 30, 2005

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