Kill All Your Darlings
Thursday, June 9, 2011
But You're Married.
The first time I saw you
In the sunlight your
Eyes an icy blue
More than I can remember
And your little blonde hairs
Glinted between your brows
As did that platinum reminder
That i wondered if it reminded
You of anything anymore.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment