Friday, September 11, 2009

"SiCee"

Dirt burnished face,
   tarnished with love.
Tucked in the palm
   of a bachelor glove

Unraveled expression -
   yarn coif in tatters
My baby loves this baby
   and that's all that matters.
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1 comment:

Joanie said...

Oh, how sweet. What a gift of words you have.

September 13, 2009 at 9:04 PM

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