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Prop us on your breast
For we are needy
Dance with me in distress
For we are greedy
Bound me with your twine
For we are loose

Everyday a new breath taken
To live, to die
Who cares for this!
For we are diligent

Prop us up against yonder wall
For we are falling
Praise our name
For we are mighty

So for this we gain nothing
Reveal us to all

Cynthia R. Yildirim

*~Love is the hidden element~*

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The following comments are for "Prop"
by LovesEssence

something puzzling
and strangely enigmatic about this poem... reminds me of one of those Rorschach ink-blot tests, open to many interpretations... an interesting poem of contrasts and contradictions. sure to return.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: June 27, 2007 )

thanks Auid for the comment
Thank-you for the comment I will be sure to check out your stuff also.

( Posted by: lovesessence [Member] On: June 27, 2007 )

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