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Walls

by Jeffrey Parren

W A L L S
A           L
L           L
L           A
S L L A W

My four plastered and painted walls
break down daily and I feel passion
while the breeze whips through as
my body gravitates towards the source.

Y M E
O
U L O V E

Why me?
Why you love me.

O W E
 U
R

Me and mine
becomes we and our.
For that I owe you.

U S
  I

A heart flutters;
pitter patters lusting beats,
as you and I become us.

09/14/2007

Posted on 09/14/2007
Copyright © 2025 Jeffrey Parren

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 09/14/07 at 04:38 PM

this is cute and complex at the same time. very good.

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 09/14/07 at 05:34 PM

Love the gradual break-down of the walls formally. Like openness on a pedestal in the end. I feel the "breeze", the "passion"!

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