Open Poetry #46 |
sensations |
2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
The walking moon teasing my face, I write sky verses to cuddle L.A, cursing the highway I spit some gas like a drunk devil to meet deep girls, driving away from bar to bar I recognize a melody from the forties and tap the lights to avoid loneliness, nightmares are free, where are people ? the world can’t say it, neither the drunk clouds, look at the stars my only friend, clutching fluids the walking moon teasing my face. [This message has been edited by 2islander2 (06-12-2010 06:36 AM).] |
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Lamar Cole Member
since 2009-05-01
Posts 274 |
Very thought invoking. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Amazing, dear Yann, how you worded your sensations. Love, Margherita |
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