Friday, February 5, 2010

Symphony

Love is stretchy,
Like a cat,
And yet, it's stretchier than that.

My heart is falling
At my feet,
And now it's too dirty to eat.

A single dove
Has taken flight
Because he's late for bingo night.

When I grow up,
I want to be
A bear
Or something,
I don't care.

1 comment:

Deeds said...

I love your poem.