Inside


Your footsteps in my mind
Your shoes on my forehead
Your thoughts on my tounge

Your skin's covering me
at nights

I can't feel naked

without you

I'm still walking

outside



Poetry by woodhood
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Written on 2008-12-02 at 15:51

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I like this, it has a great deal of feeling around in many places! you say so much in so few lines....welcome to the bay of tranquil poets....smiling at you, Tai
2008-12-02