Sketches of Summer
sweet uncertaintyyou radiate this
you and your quiet
honeysuckle smile
we lie on the brink of
mutual destruction
limbs haphazardly strewn in a
carefully careless configuration
fooling no one
or we wouldn't be
except there is no one to fool
just the trees
and five-leafed vines
vengeful grass shoots
you
and me
and sweet uncertainty...
Words by PoeticProcrastination
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Written on 2009-06-12 at 20:19
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