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Thursday, August 13, 2009 { 5:50 AM }

The VERY DEEP poem



As the sun begins to unravel,
I begin to walk and travel,
I pass one bronze and a silver coin,
and got my excitement on the occasion.

I passed the red carpet,
and walked like a moppet,
Butterflies on my stomach,
and hair raising from my back,

Call me Naive if you want to,
but that doesn't stop me from loving you,
The way you look through my soul,
makes me want to growl,

This is going no where,
words written are out of despair,
Losing the ideas of what to write,
Finally, that's all for tonight.


Pauleen Ciriaco