the place were mechanical hummingbirds
trhow themselves off the cliffs .

my mind carries an ocean but you're the one with legs

from your jelly-fish kisses and
the way you always stand
to the way your arms are hard as stone
when you take me by the hand

i notice you have new shoes on and
you know i fear the day
when fingertips turn to icy winter

and it gets too cold to stay

Poetry by summerbreeze
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Written on 2006-08-25 at 15:34

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Rick Crown
quirky. much enjoyed. thank you for sharing.

Leif H T Strand
Nice reading.

the last line is perfect. you created a great rhythm and image. i like this one a lot : ]