The Constant Variable

[tommy's ghost]

I am the sheets that are pursed to your bed
like the woolly lips of all the "animals" you kissed
when you were but six, or ten, or 17
I am the curtains that kiss your sills
like the flesh-fledged lips of yours I pressed
when you were but 17
but I feel like a run-on sentence
that hasn't reached its dot-designated goal
I feel that I've been those woolly lips
pressed against those flesh-fledged lips
since I was placed beside your pillow
a constant companion to your life
a tin-man, a scarecrow
something in tow

I feel that I have been but one thing in this world,
I was, am, and will be yours.

[Emil De Leon]

Needs work. Like the name. But, like Salgui would say, "Abunda en el tema, muchacho!" Try to get some more emotion into it.

[tommy's ghost]

Needs work. Like the name. But, like Salgui would say, "Abunda en el tema, muchacho!" Try to get some more emotion into it.

Don't confuse ambiguity with lack of proper interpretation.

/burrrrrn