Open Poetry #43 |
Moonlit Pouty Lips. |
viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
you are wrapped in blankets made from my sweet words whispered quietly across midnight park benches the way inappropriate but wonderful things are often said in public. Some people fall in love and touch the sky, some people fall in love and find quicksand. |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
This made me smile...wonderful write. WOOHOO...look the smiley has a Santa hat!!!!! |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
beautiful depiction of the power of words...nicely done...btw, I misread your title at first...I thought it read 'Moonlit Poultry Lips'...change it from pouty to poultry and it conjures up a different image...oh, well... |
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viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
Thanks you too... Poultry huh? CHICKEN LIPS. That will be another poem altogether... Some people fall in love and touch the sky, some people fall in love and find quicksand. |
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