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Katherine C Smith Poem
Breathing in clouds on a tightrope,
a mountain to each end,
I dance over howling canyons...
To the side of earth on which you stand.
I will make it there.
Vernal beloved, I will make it there.
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Copyright © Katherine C Smith | Year Posted 2011
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Katherine C Smith Poem
"Love me," he said.
"NO."
-She laughed-
"Trust me," he said.
"No!"
-She cried-
"See me," he said.
What?... Why?... What's the point? ... Why are you here?
*so many real questions with plastic answers.
"Okay," she said.
-She caves-
*as quickly as the candles were lit, they blew out.
"I'm sorry," he said.
What happened to it?
What happened to what?
What happened to...
"I will always protect you."
"You don't understand how much this means to me."
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It does, eh?
*Where's the flowers at?
"That's what I thought."
END.
(Damn Cave)
Copyright © Katherine C Smith | Year Posted 2011
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Katherine C Smith Poem
Buried in paperwork and lost in concentration, a flicker of your face peeks threw the
rotation of numbers and words spinning within my cluttered mind... And for that moment I
stop...
And smile.
You are: Rose on my cheeks. Aloe for my wounds. Oil upon my skin.
Copyright © Katherine C Smith | Year Posted 2011
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