poem that i wrote?
can you tell where it's supposed to rhyme. i used a different approach this time.
JEANS AND SNEAKERS.
my search is slowly dying down.
and what i've had all along.
is what seems to suit me best.
the less i ponder, the less i frown.
& to find the one who matches my song.
is at the very top of my list.
standing in my jeans & sneakers
staring blankly in that certain way
until he turns & i'm putty again.
him in his jeans & sneakers.
the same and the same, everyday.
my senses are blinded to even the wind.
i feel the scorching hot rush through my jeans.
and settle as a stilling cold in my sneakers.
there's no other feeling like the one for him.
it's always different, & the same no matter how it seems
nothing more frightening, or sickening. nothing sweeter.
than the crazy twisted thing for him.
i feel, when we're wearing our jeans & sneakers.
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