Wonderless
We spread our sewn blanket in fields of loves me, loves me not,
Despite the magnitude of the petals, some laughing and some not,
we spent our afternoon immune to the drugs of wonder...
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment