Sarah
A Poem
oh, you’ve got me hanging by a thread —
every page of thoughts I could have read —
and I’m thinking it’s going to be a long time
with that smile of yours stealing like a crime.
*
oh, your voice climbs from the terrace high
oh, you’ve got me hanging by a thread —
every page of thoughts I could have read —
and I’m thinking it’s going to be a long time
with that smile of yours stealing like a crime.
*
oh, your voice climbs from the terrace high
just another writer with too many cats