Just you and me
perched on the edge of
oblivion
History in our laps
And time dribbling through
our outstretched fingers.
Life
in sweaty glasses beside us
And love
gossiping with the breeze
as it lightly kisses
our faces.
Light is dripping down
our rosy cheeks
And all around us
are dew-spangled cobwebs
of dreams.
perched on the edge of
oblivion
History in our laps
And time dribbling through
our outstretched fingers.
Life
in sweaty glasses beside us
And love
gossiping with the breeze
as it lightly kisses
our faces.
Light is dripping down
our rosy cheeks
And all around us
are dew-spangled cobwebs
of dreams.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
This piece won the May 2010 Teen Ink Poetry Contest.
Coleyy
ArabQuest
fiftiesgal467
sparkofheart
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