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boo
by Lauren Singer
the hearth with the fire with the burn
that you came with holds the flame
that your eyes burned with the
fast talk that made you fall in love
like a hip-hop artist
and son, i am smarter
than the ashes that you played with.
on the dance floor i'll be your girl,
rock you with the same beat
that made you fall in love
with the floor that you came with.
kiss my wrist i'll fall against
the hard beating muscle
that rocked me to sleep
cause you walked home
without me.
05/02/2012 Posted on 05/02/2012
Copyright © 2024 Lauren Singer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/02/12 at 03:17 PM Great flow, perfect rhythm. Another good one. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/02/12 at 03:17 PM Great flow, perfect rhythm. Another good one. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 05/02/12 at 03:22 PM Per usual, you and your work are awesome. I'm always impressed. |
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