Verbal Portait of Him



Recently showered, still damp

With wild, towel roughed hair

Lounging casually in black Calvins

Sprawled across with a far-off gaze

Model's lips and a runner's frame

Looking like a poster boy

For a life filled with

Winding roads

Carefree moods

Ripped, baggy jeans

Windmills of the mind

Flower field eyes

And a cruel sense of time gone by.

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