Friday, April 17, 2015

Mimi-Mona Poetry: ©North — South

It's those little things
you tell me
that turns me sideways,
tilts my world
on its axis
I can't see north.
You have humming
those little parts
of me
neglected for days;
tonight they sing,
they beg,
they plead,
they promise
if you'll join the
chorus down south.

Mona Arizona
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