I love her crooked teeth
And her curved nose
The cracked lips underneath
Her wobble as she goes
It was meant for me
You see not what I see
I love her pale tone
And her spotted skin
Her laugh like a banshee moan
And her simpleness within
All the way down to her curled feet
And she loves me, ain't that neat?
- Author: HalcyonHusky ( Offline)
- Published: April 6th, 2017 07:34
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 44
Comments4
Had a beautiful flow to it.
Good write. Beauty is within us all.
Very nicely written . Good rythm and flow. Lovely message
Well written excellent write
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