breathing to myself

[elazar]

hint of truth trickle
fondled fair skin
smooth motionless sickle
vaguely inviteous grin

whispered the candle
go forth go forth
you incompatent vandle
to the star north

the situation demanded
some valid response
my focus belanded
then meyawns

scratched a bite
picked my nose
flew the kite
hugged me foes


salut,
elazar


"some walk in the rain,others just get wet"
richard miller or someone like that

[lizzytysh]

Hi Elazar ~ I haven't figured out your poem, yet, but I sure do love your signature!

~ Elizabeth