as I walk along beside you
your smile slays me with each glance
I look not upon the charcoal sky
but at the beauty of lips and teeth
moving, shuffling, narrowing through patches of blue black and white
cotton blowing so lightly in the wind
hair strands sawing on a cheek
its this lust and face that has trapped you
Hey. This poem is really cool man. So like keep it up. Ya your a pretty awesome writer. you picked a nice pick too. Pretty artistic. See ya.
~LS~