Haunt (an Implosion poem) by Joe CramerHer eyes haunt me
In a way that
I cannot explain.
I remain
Flat,
Notwithstanding free.
She has a look
That brings me to my knees.
I enjoy the view,
My thoughts still few.
I would just say please,
For all that I forsook. 10/21/2008 Author's Note: ... after recently viewing a beautiful woman's photograph..... (an implosion poem)
Posted on 10/21/2008 Copyright © 2024 Joe Cramer
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