Wednesday, January 19, 2011

collection of past gogyohka (2)

You are
a capital letter
a red stripe
a bold font
in my scribbled essay



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I watch
as
stars appear
on each spot
where you touched the sky

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The paintings
hanging on the wall
all smile
I hear
the humming beat of colors

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If I fell
would you promise
to catch me?
I can't live
with a broken heart

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Words
they don't mean a thing
when you look at me
with those smoldering eyes that say,
"I want you."

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