Wednesday, 5 June 2013

Mitty, Marvin, Katie & Donut



Eila whispered to me:

"Marvin,
  At my right hand.
Mitty,
  To my left.
Donut,
  Right beneath me.
Katie,
  Left behind."
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  1. S.UU.5 June 2013 at 22:53

    Sometimes a poem is a private conversation between two.

    Sometimes a forgotten conversation.

    Sometimes words only remembered by one.

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