Portrait

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Does what it says on the tin. not sure if it's any good though.
It's about loving someone, but knowing it will only be true in your mind - an idea.

Submitted: August 20, 2007

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We walked hand in hand.
You and I,
Into long tall waving grass.
And lied
down, begging the olive
hairs to envelop us.

I remember - you laughed -
your green brown leaf dress
and white sandals,
the pale brown fawn skin -
caught the ends of branches
and stuck to them.

The sparked glint black eyes,
set jewels in a clever disguise -
The cheap expensive leather bag,
looking up at sheek song hair...

I remember this.
I remember laying down in that
swamp, choking and shouting out -
'Grass, Grass! Grow over me!
Let the ages trample over me!
Let them never remember me!
For these were dreams that
I only had dreamt.
This was a heart that never
shared love.
They were thoughts that never
came action.

You were a defined idea, structured
and polished in my mindset.

You and your white sandals, set off
with a green brown leaf dress.


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