Seeing ThroughA Poem by k. brownSeeing Through
Rain-blue eyes, pick me like a flower, and hold me in your gaze: Shy boy, what is it you hide behind Those glasses? I take my gaze to wander in circles, The fingerprints you leave behind with your smile. © 2008 k. brown |
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Added on March 6, 2008 Last Updated on March 6, 2008 |

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