2011-11

That was
the day we
sat, you and I,
together.

We made
construction
paper armor
with tape and
glue and blood,
we held tight
to each other's
hands and the
sky seemed so
endlessly,
endlessly
blue.



Poetry by Minhocao
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Written on 2011-07-08 at 05:35

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countryfog
I like this . . . a moment recalled, simply expressed but leaving the reader to imagine the details of the rest of the story, how it might have begun, how it ended. So much can be said by so little.
2011-07-08