im of a dizzy heart

speak to me through dirty cans
as we trace cloud masses beneath a twin sky
and i'm ill waiting in the grassplots behind chinatown,
his acoustics just a stone's throw away.
we'll bicker until i am blue in the face,
but ohh gosh don't he make me feel
royal

Keyword: love bitter-sweet poetry lost love fighting

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Posted by Tarhead Mugwump 2008-03-31 12:32:26 that was magical. the last line was sweet. + Report this comment
Posted by dockyard 2008-03-31 14:08:16 .... woot + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-05-06 17:51:42 .... Romance. So short, but very sweet. My favorite line would have to be "we trace cloud masses beneath a twin sky." Liked this one a lot. + Report this comment
Posted by dockyard 2008-05-08 11:06:21 .... i was going to reply to that with a woot, but realised i had all ready said that... i need some new material =) + Report this comment
Posted by Pilgrim 2008-09-07 13:50:25 .... reminds me of a movie I once saw where two people were always fighting then they were possessed by aliens and they suddenly began loving each other. THis gave someone a clue that aliens were at work. I think it was the faculty or something. Whatever. Good poem. + Report this comment

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