Open Poetry #48 |
my imagination |
2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
Was it you under the knob of shower? Was it you in the taxi at Sevastopol? Wore you an indented and blue dress? Either was I fallen there in my bowl? I have difficulty in deciding of these images, Not more to think of them would be my despair, To continue so is a learned torture, Could my hands do a real journey. As for my imagination, the retarded pill, I cannot really support her any more, She persuades me ceaselessly your eyes, Without even knowing if I am in love.... |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
quote: Ha, only the imagination could concoct such a thing as that. Enjoyed! |
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