Friday, February 22, 2008

my favorite metaphor

the gardens of your face are in full bloom
and the smell so sweet it drowns me in a dream

if I could just keep a couple for myself
maybe one or two

I'd save them in a special place
so I'd always think of you.

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The Poet

I am not currently a published, nor a famous, poet, but I hope that maybe that could change. These are all my own poems, so please feel free to compliment, criticize, or simply comment on them. I would greatly appreciate it. Spread the word, too, if you like them enough!

And if you even want to request a poem by me, I'm your personal poet.