Sylvia Loven Carter

Rookie (June 13,1963 / Dallas, Texas)

Poem From Dh - Poem by Sylvia Loven Carter

Pictures on the wall trees at
their best.
The fire place is cold
I woke up in the morning to
hear your voice sweet and low
Your laughter fill the room, unfortunatley
it's not me your talking to WOMAN

The love we made last night was it just a physical?
why would you call another man? No I am
not doing good I know it.
Do you have to take all my pride by
telling everyone else I am hungry will you buy
me some food? Yeah you can call it's my phone! !

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

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