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The number, give me the number!
by Angela ThomasHow many of these poems have I written? How many
times have I sat down and lamented the loss of some
relationship that I thought would last forever? Why do
I continue to do the same thing? How many of these
poems have I written? I feel like each poem has their
own breath and some of them are hot while they whisper
faintly in your ear about promises of romantic trysts and
adventure someplace exotic. Other poems are delicate
and smell like roses or honeysuckle in a bright sun-beam,
on a warm April day. What would this poem taste like?
How many of these poems have I written? He always tasted
like soft taffy mixed with cigar smoke. Is that what this
poem tastes like because it is filled with the sadness
of him? How many of these poems have I written? 03/20/2006 Posted on 03/21/2006
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