With a single red headed match,
I ignite,
burst into flame,
smolder,
burn,
flicker,
die out,
turn to ashes,
fly into the wind,
and settle
on your forehead.
It's ironic that it only takes a single red headed match
for you to notice my presence,
yet, brush me off
back into the wind.
10:35 PM |
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parang tungkol din to sa yosi =)
Just want to let you know that I have a new blog. www.thesasshachronicles.blogspot.com
Kate
So in a sense, just follow the new blog since I'm closing the old one soon. I plan to update the new one on a daily basis to practice my writing in preparation for the editing of Queen Rising.
By the way, I like the poem. It's so you and yet you've grown somewhat. :)
Sincerely,
Kate