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happy 1137
by Melanie J Yarbroughyou said I want you instead of I love you
you text me later,
not spelling out the "you"
leaving me hanging on one letter. Sitting on the curve of that
door handle, I am diminished
--a sideways crescent moon a
teacup from alice's wonderland, the shape of my
mouth when we're together the shape of my body as
I lift my legs to meet my chest, give in to the position of tiny babies
clinging to the inside for dear life not fully given but not yet
taken away.
04/26/2008 Posted on 04/26/2008
Copyright © 2024 Melanie J Yarbrough
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 04/27/08 at 01:18 AM ... |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 04/27/08 at 01:19 AM i typed something else, something i thought belonged on this poem. i then realized it may need to stay in my head. i always did love reading you. |
| Posted by Megan Langley on 07/29/08 at 04:12 AM I really enjoy the imagery in this poem... nicely done! |
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