Envy by Deborah S Regan You are the leather shoes that cannot point towards me You are the slim letter in the P.O. Box that means no thank you You are the silppery-wet mossy rock that could never suport me you are the letterman's jacket and the cheerleader's uniform you are the dentist's pride you are blond and fair you are dimples and pigtails you are slender, slender you have never been in the South you hold hands at the game you are fun and seductive your wings collect ice, scouring through cotton. Your wide apart eyes set off full lips your symmmetry amazes You are the glistening crab-apple tree slim vapors surround you I thought I could hold you in my hand then you swung around and hardly glanced aside but to say something like "I never knew you." 01/06/2002 Posted on 01/06/2002 Copyright © 2024 Deborah S Regan Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Jo Halliday on 04/29/09 at 05:12 AM And this one? I have to favourite this. Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 05/02/09 at 03:07 AM Excellent write..and this is an example of being able to say or write exactly the right thing is what I would envy..smh Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)