Smile Poem by Pete O'H

Smile



the stand-still waterfall of your hair

burns in showering radiance
the replenishing desert of your

smooth skin saves me
the empty portal of your eyes holding

more than one universe within

all drown me, burn me,
kill me, make me see,
alive.

but all i can do is

smile

Sunday, May 28, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: hair
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