I'm a garden.
© Erik Brickman 2011
Go to the hill
of my cheek
near my eye
Don't stay among
the sprouting trees
of my neck
But whisper
in the cave
of my ear
That you love me.
Poetry by Erik Brickman
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Written on 2011-08-29 at 20:35
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© Erik Brickman 2011
Wander
Go to the hill
of my cheek
near my eye
Don't stay among
the sprouting trees
of my neck
But whisper
in the cave
of my ear
That you love me.
Poetry by Erik Brickman
Read 715 times
Written on 2011-08-29 at 20:35
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