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Lovely
by Megan GuimbellotThe Sun is Setting on Sunday Night.
The Sun is Setting Sunday Night.
The Sun Setting Sunday Night.
The Sun on Sunday
The Sun on Sunday (on Sunday)) is
is
is
is
setting setting settled on your back and your wrists and every other part of you that I have settled on before//and after the after glow/ slow breaths slowing down down I'm going down deep enough to feel your veins and taste your heartbeat//this is what you do to me and you barely know so I'll show you soon/I'll show you soon sooner//than you think/ blink and believe it, it's true: love
love
love
love
lovely 10/20/2008
Author's Note: The typical tale of love that can't be explained
Posted on 10/20/2008
Copyright © 2024 Megan Guimbellot
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 10/21/08 at 12:19 AM for not being around much, you are definitely one of the most original and talented poets on this site in style and delivery...you disappear for months, come back and lose nothing. this is choppy and real, dreamy and sweepy but honest and to the bones. love it |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/21/08 at 12:47 AM I love the flow and play with words, the repetition, the shape - lots of action and emotion. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/21/08 at 04:55 AM I think you did a pretty decent job trying to explain. I really like how effortlessly this moves from a lyrical sort of piece to something a little more abstract. But the message never gets lost along the way. Nice work. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 10/21/08 at 02:57 PM ...megan, i agree w/ Gabe, i like, i like... |
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