Some believe that poetry should rhyme and follow certain rules; but for me, poetry is when the words fall out of my head onto the paper. And when I read those words later, they still speak to me. Perhaps something i've spewed forth strikes a chord in you...
this is my poetry
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
...summer night...
Citronella Candles and Eau d'Off Parfum - Out beside the pool in dusky darkness 'Cept for stars and a glow from the Moon. As you gaze on Lady Moon tonight I wonder Are you lonely too?........... Are you thinking of me?
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