That Body
It wasn't mewho was so cruel to you
Said those words
I stood outside that body
and watched that body do it
It's the same thing now
passing you on the street
I was already jumping out of the car
into your arms
touching your face
kissing your lips
But that damned body
pretended not to see you
Poetry by Kathryn Watson
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Written on 2007-03-27 at 00:15
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