Yesterday I met a poet named Firefly. I was studying furiously in a coffee house for the two days of exams I had following the rotation when he approached me for a cup of coffee. He looked like a nice guy, so I agreed. In exchange for that small favor he wrote me a poem called "Dreaming Amy".
Amy, your smile
is electric Georgia O'Keefe
flowers in the desert, blooming
flash, sparkle, alive,
though young skeleton,
sweet thing in your oyster bed,
as you hold ah glimmer,
I call you pearl, dreaming Amy.
I told him it was fantastic! And he said you should look me up on youtube....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyV9OgaOk7k
What a talented poet. I hope he really does publish that book he is working on, and finds great success.
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