Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Melt In Ya Mouf #8

While walking past a mirror,
I saw your sweet reflection.
I ran and hugged you until the glass
s h a t t e r e d
Into my arms.
Your memory bled down to my fingertips.
I tend to kiss the scars when I begin to forget
Your smile.

Love. Tianamonique.

10 comments:

  1. mmm mmmm mmm.
    how somethng so
    short & sweet can say
    so much!

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  2. loveeee it mama=]

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  3. this poems sucks like you and ur big ass teeth u fuckin rabbit

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  4. Lol geeeeeeeeeez!!!! Dnt like it dnt read it. =)

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  5. wow @ the anonymous comment!

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  6. I know geesh some people.
    And although its anonymous; dnt mean I dnt know. Smh. =)

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