i saw you naked in the morning
By if pascoe
i saw you naked in the morning through the glass of my bedroom window, and if i could put angels on paper and leave them there; i would save you in my sketchbook, brushing your hair out, accidentally nude in my on purpose view. and you… will never read this poem to realize once upon a time, i spied with my little eyes and memorized your graceful breasts and fragile lips, hungry for someone else to kiss them. Written March 19th, 2002 © on Mar 18 2002 07:01 PM PST 0 • 16
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