A Poem

Mar. 10th, 2003 04:58 pm
[personal profile] gwywnnydd
I remember her eyes
across the yawning abyss
of a week and a half
I remember their brown glow
lighting the room
like a shock of azure sky
azure . . . blue. They were blue. Right.
Blue as ocean water,
in it's deepest emerald hues . . . emerald. Green.
They were, they were green. Greeny-blue.
Sort of aqua-marine,
with little brown, uh, brownish flecks . . .
OK, I remember her tits.


Many thanks to the Frantics . . .

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