Was chatting with somebody named Julie early today about poems and short stories. She mentioned Sara Teasdale, so I had to make a Sara Teasdale poem!<br/><br/>Source: Sara Teasdale
a letter to a love. a love I will remember forever
true love. When I really started loving you
Reinventing the space between her lips and mine, her tears strings of lights in the dark, her arms beds of earth birthing magnolias, petunias, and ivy.
When the entire world seems to descend into darkness it is your smile
you're my favorite moment.
Only love her when she's dead Swallowed whole by words unsaid
I want you to know one thing.
By Pablo Neruda
God. Your smile.
I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be
By Sara Teasdale
For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes, Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda,
By Edgar Allan Poe
there was something about you that i could not figure out