they rolled around
toe to toe
hand in hand(i could give you
every cliché
in the book)the glimmer
gleamed
into her eyes;from the girl
young
and stupid
in
love,
so she thought,
holding on
was best
for her,
keeping her
arms
wrapped
and toiled,
caught up
on the woman
in
front
of her;on top of the hill,
they sat
as the girl
tried to figure out
who she was
little did she know
the girl she was with
knew her better
than she did;
YOU ARE READING
put me somewhere in your shelf, i'll stay i promise. [completed]
PoetryFrom love, heartbreak, and grief, this poem collection is for everyone to read.