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she makes my yesterday
by Charlie Morganonce she had my attention
i became a melted M & M.
buried was my desire, into
the very skin of luxury.
as wishes happen, i got mine;
left to verify or villify is
only the morrows of todays
and the faith to get to yesterday.
she makes my yesterdays count;
a solidarity of this life.
shakespearian reason for all this
sound and fury, love: the making. 09/07/2009 Posted on 09/07/2009
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Colleen Sperry on 09/08/09 at 12:33 AM :) you are right! I liked this one very much! |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 09/08/09 at 04:03 AM This is tender and gorgeous!!! Melts me. |
| Posted by Allison Smith on 09/08/09 at 05:05 AM This is perfection. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 09/08/09 at 05:31 AM Nice! |
| Posted by Joe David on 09/13/09 at 04:35 AM Chaz you still got it. The first two lines grabbed me immediately. Getting your attention, M & M's, and love making too....Wow!! Well done. |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 09/15/09 at 05:37 AM This is absolutely beautiful. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/13/11 at 06:23 AM What a delight, Charlie! |
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