Open Poetry #48 |
Dream Girl |
MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
You called me a vixen A tempest A beautiful lie With my red, lips full And my skinny heels, high All glitter, And glossy shine But once you thought me stunning My confidence My fiery vibe With warm and sultry skin And a smoothy, gliding stride All promise, And pleasured heights I was a challenge A talisman A slow walk on the wild side With my unwavering vision Full of strength and fight All freedom, And passionate life You wanted me to revive you To move you And make you fly To fuel your desire And make you come alive All arousal, And tumultuous skies How disappointed you must have been To discover To find That it was more dream than woman All illusions And distant phantom lights "I'll tell you how the sun rose A ribbon at a time..." - Emily Dickinson [This message has been edited by MorningStar (03-16-2013 12:24 AM).] |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Loved this, especially (all actually) the last couple of lines ... very well ended! j. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Unfortunately we many times allow our uninsightful dreams to cloud our thinking with glitter and fanfare, when in reality we are seeing only a human with all the flaws each of us have. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways . . . ~*~ |
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MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
Thank you both! "I'll tell you how the sun rose |
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