Open Poetry #47 |
number 91 |
twistedpup Member
since 2011-02-25
Posts 115 |
You've left tread marks from the start. your smile is a like a battery charger, when it maks my stomach flutter. Your voice is like a well tuned engine with a soft per. When you hold me, your touch is warm, like the hood of a car in summer. Your eys glisten like headlights, they make for a not so dark night. Number 91 is who you are, now if you werent already real you would be my dream car. *hugs* |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
i think you just described my car perfectly...enjoyed your poem There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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