GOODNIGHT GOODNIGHT







it's your heartbeat on my pillow
that wakes me up before it rains

you closed the window behind you
i guess the number of days in the sun
where too many for you
to count

now the morning hugs my frozen wings
and i'm sleeping on the couch instead

















Poetry by summerbreeze
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Written on 2006-08-24 at 21:31

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Nugget
you are really talented. i like the way you carve the poem. it is really poignant
2006-08-25


Zachary P. B.
i loved this, so very unique and sad and emotional and powerful...

now the morning hugs my frozen wings...

fly from all things that haunt...

wonderful.

z
2006-08-25


Coolaaron88
I have such an admiration for young writers, (because I am one : ) ) Anyway I loved the emotion you portrayed in this poem. I hope to see more from you. (But you already knew that : ) )

~Aaron Rowe
2006-08-24