Roadkill Poetry
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
 
your voice creates in me
a joy so irrepressible
that it bubbles out
in our conversations
as laughter, spontaneous
and uncontrollable
a sign of how good you
make me feel


©2003 These works are copyrighted by the author and all rights are reserved. Theft will be punished by having your nipples rubbed with a cheese grater. Unless of course you like that sort of thing, in which case you'll be made to listen to telemarketers and tel-evangelists until you give them all your money.
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