Tuesday, November 28, 2006

ANAGRAMS (80)

You sob on my shoulder
My shirt turns blue
And I have a hard-on
It's hard
I cannot go on
So hard
Hard-heartedly
With my shirt
Softly sodden by color of your eyes.

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1 Comments:

Anonymous the stupid hungarian bitch said...

i just like your anagrams. all of them are tipical Vahid-poems. if i read it, i feel like being little bit back by you.

4:55 PM 

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