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E.S.P. / ambiguity
by Timothy WilsonShe believes I can read her thoughts
The workings of her mind
She believes
I am super human
She doesn’t know I read her
Watch her,
And worship her every blemish
Adore her every gaited path
Lounged and smirking
She told me this
In the still car the earth moves around
I sent her a message in my mind
“darling, you know I can’t read your thoughts, I just study your day-to-day beauty”
03/15/2010 Posted on 03/16/2010
Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/16/10 at 09:50 AM I love the ideas and playfulness of this piece...it is a well rounded and formulated idea...I think perhaps some punctuation in places where natural pauses occur could help, but still a strong piece...kudos, peace, ~jewels |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/17/10 at 04:17 PM Yes, a lovely piece. Beautiful, but not sappy. ESP is not important- love is, Point well taken. Excellent write. |
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