The Pessimist

By Kaffeine, Toronto, Canada

I used to keep your compliments in a box around my neck.
The December after God stole dragon-smoke from your lips,
I realized I had lost the key.

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pandagirl312 said...
Jun. 17, 2012 at 4:18 pm:

Pretty, but kinda confusing, like I said about your other poem. (Snow's Deadly Desire). I think it would be better if you omitted the 4th and 5th lines (The December....your lips). It's really pretty though. Nice pic too.