To My Favorite Dancer
maybe your wings
are social hardware
and your eyes dabbled
& sometimes spit in the crowd
maybe you can't clean the coffee machine
and your creamy breasts are virtual
& your land free elbows
sigh out loud
maybe I just luv the way your toes
swirl in your sandals and the way your blonde hair
gets kinda wild
.
*revised (09/08/10 17:17:13)
are social hardware
and your eyes dabbled
& sometimes spit in the crowd
maybe you can't clean the coffee machine
and your creamy breasts are virtual
& your land free elbows
sigh out loud
maybe I just luv the way your toes
swirl in your sandals and the way your blonde hair
gets kinda wild
.
*revised (09/08/10 17:17:13)
posted by Tasha Klein at 9:39 PM
1 Comments:
i really liked your blog. nice poetry you have here. i'll be back for sure. take care. all the best.
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