Open Poetry #47 |
One Moment |
A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
The imprints of your fingers Have marked a half-full glass. The sentiment still lingers, The moment's due to pass. Your glance can still appear In my Campari drink Like blood that's mixed with tears, Or passion's scarlet ink. My hand's already missing Your gentle velvet skin. My heart is reminiscing The sweetest little sin - The dream that made my morning. Your arms, your voice, your lips Discover space for yearning... I'd better go to sleep... |
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soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
Whew, this is WONDERFUL! So why the heck is this down in the dregs? Up you go. Great work, really love it. |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
A great way to start my day by coming across such terrific poetry... thanx for sharing ~Coco~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah, this is such a well-written ode to lost love. Your rhyming was deliciously fresh and not forced. Plus, you wrote with with conviction. ~ Man who wants pretty nurse, must be patient. ~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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