A Poem By Madeline // 3/8/2016

Your hair
in soft wafts
across your face
I drift
without aim
tease my legs
with a tan
Summer's land
my terrain
and your hand
without shake
pointing through
the maple leaves
where I can see
just the
thinnest tease
of blue sky
and following the line
of your arm
where it meets my shoulder
I can try
to believe
and as I lick at
my ice cream
Summer's feed
that you could be
mon amore
that you would never
yearn for more
on any given day
I try
to savor
every dip
of my spoon
until the last scrape
so obtuse
it clings
And in it
I witness
all your
purse-lipped disdain
but I ignore
as you implore
me to notice
how I feign
and ignore
your huge smile
I am blind
to the corners
seething with the strain
of cheekbones lifted
your focus shifted
to some place
far away
But no
I do not
I am sustained
by digging
at the bit
of goodness
while I relay
so selfish
with relish
that I love
summer's way


Lovely! The wording is so

Lovely! The wording is so delicious.

Damaris Ann | Tue, 03/08/2016

God uses the milestones as stepping stones to bring us closer to Him. We may not see it in the moment, but we can always look back and see the memorials of His love in the crumbles of our stumbling blocks.

Thank you so much! What a

Thank you so much! What a nice comment! :)

Madeline | Tue, 03/08/2016

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Roomie here!

Fab, as always!!!

Kassady | Sun, 04/03/2016

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!


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