Strike Me, I Down Poem by Tajma Hall

Strike Me, I Down



the dust does spider
shadow my fonder
for you it gave
to sit and wonder
no better mark at blues
this electric blueprint
your trail leaves me dusted
in that I loved your eyes
for in them I trusted
you tumble leaves drop
I mark to gather
my heart; bent
to return your eyes
leaving me this sadden known

Friday, November 9, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves,leaving
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