Jill Martin Poet Bio

Jill In Jeans

I noticed just the other day
when I turned my blue jeans inside out,
a curious little grin in my
penny pocket.
Just a happenstance left
on the whim of a Friday morning
on the 5th.

Left for such a time as today
when
my inseam is too short,
my soles are too tall,
your voice is still and small
and
my soul is numb, after all.

I fall into your heart on the page
and know
       that soon there will be a time ...


love you Hansen.

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Johnny Rhinem December 13, 2013 at 6:00 PM Pss., Didn't Hansen Die In A Car Wreck ? Or Was It During A Gladiator Scene For Something Or Another ? No Wait I Somewhat Remember Now, Beautiful Jill, He Almost Did And No One Heard From Him For A Bit And, Your Precious Hearts Fell In Love: What A Beautiful Story; 'Poetic *)(*

Johnny Rhinem December 13, 2013 at 5:51 PM Ps., *.* I Really Like The 'M' Section Of My Favourite Writers. There Is A Boat Full In Beauty Amazingly, To Be Found *:*(*

Johnny Rhinem December 13, 2013 at 5:44 PM † Some Moments As Lives We Never Forget, Sweet Beautiful Jill Martin ˜ Your Loveliness, Shall Forever Be So Unto Me *:*(* Stay Beautiful & Merry Christmas ˜ My Love, Always, John