a piece of pie
In love for miles,I still search
for your tree smiles,
along boulevards
in the crowded streets,
in the avenues
architecturally designed
for shade.
I could never be
your suburban girl
never follow your ideaology,
not sure I care about
cartology;
I memorise
routes instead
Poetry by Elle
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Written on 2009-06-20 at 16:28
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