saint anselm by Angela Thomas i wrote all these poems for you. words and feelings and commas and periods stacked up in neat little lines for everyone to read. you knocked them over like dominoes tumbling across the table. and it's years later, we're sitting in one of my favorite restaurants and i could honestly care less about the food because you're looking at me like i'm brand-new, just discovered, a beauty to behold. and my heart skips in my chest. i remember all the times you held me close. all the kisses that took my breath away and always, always, that first night. the night you showed me that i could love again. i was in love again. that all along it was you. 11/18/2014 Posted on 11/19/2014 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)