Luke Westfall

Wait - Poem by Luke Westfall

In the glade, of golden trees,
In the shade, I’m on my knees,
Dreaming of ways to make you feel my pain.
In the dark my silent pleas,
Yearning for one last squeeze.
With a thrust of the blade, I sink to the leaves.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 12, 2010

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