poet girl by Richard Trotter Your wounded eyes, and lemon hair winter park bench, a purple scarf, ask me to go anywhere, i'll be your dreaming other half. We'll stay and talk til 4am sealed gently under our sheets, the icy world we condemn as we read some Poe and Keats. Yes, from trembling clouds you came and wrenched my eyes from the sea we saved each other from the flame that dulls our hearts' blank ecstacy. 11/17/2004 Posted on 11/17/2004 Copyright © 2026 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Sam Roberts on 11/18/04 at 02:17 AM Thats lovely, truly lovely. Like the 3rd stanza muscly xoxox Posted by Melissa Arel on 11/19/04 at 01:41 AM Loved when you used "lemon hair".. :) This poem made me want to read more about this love.. :) Excellent! Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 11/09/05 at 03:39 AM heavily soaked in beautiful imagery. aside myself another man on here who writes love poetry with everything he has. not saying mine is good, but in this case yours is very much so. i felt the fire. Posted by Megan Guimbellot on 01/09/08 at 05:03 AM your words are so pretty....i love the flow of this, its almost like music to me :) Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)