Open Poetry #39 |
Lovely Tessa |
themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
Lovely Tessa I held what seemed her hand, She kept it in her pocket hidden. I touched the callous hands and rid them, For I was frightened of their beauty. While looking in her brown eyes, she sparkled Distance drew between us; I was whelping. A green moon rose to us; we were stunned, Threatened by our new crooning shower. Winters kiss then shook our low breeze, And answers were, too shining. I asked her a question: how do you do She said: Blue I am the two-toed wanderer |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
A gem, that deserves a boost. Sandra |
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