Eric Cockrell - Strangers
PoemHunter.com
2014-06-17
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suddenly brushing against you,
after years and lifetimes...
i realized we are strangers,
drawn by an intimate flame.
your soul smells like my socks,
and yet my voice falls empty...
unnamed raindrops,
clinging to unspoken grass!
Eric Cockrell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers-15/
after years and lifetimes...
i realized we are strangers,
drawn by an intimate flame.
your soul smells like my socks,
and yet my voice falls empty...
unnamed raindrops,
clinging to unspoken grass!
Eric Cockrell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers-15/
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