Charmaine

Righteous JammerRighteous Jammer Posts: 509
edited October 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
She was caught
in the moment of Chardonnay,
passing through rooms
like six o'clock sunlight,
bonded to Italian crystal
that kissed her madly.

She swayed over the sweetness
of teeth
and
lips
and tongue tips,
and the currents
of pressed rivers
that travelled from her goblet
It doesnt hurt.... when I bleed
but memories...they eat me
I've seen it all before,...
bring it on cause I'm no victim.
-Ghost
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  • twin2twin2 Posts: 894
    Wow. That was really good. Good descriptions.
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    a poet wrote:
    She was caught
    in the moment of Chardonnay,
    passing through rooms
    like six o'clock sunlight,
    bonded to Italian crystal
    that kissed her madly.

    She swayed over the sweetness
    of teeth
    and
    lips
    and tongue tips,
    and the currents
    of pressed rivers
    that travelled from her goblet
    Very very very interesting poet.Nicely done.Been drinking much wine lately;)?
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

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  • But of course, Ali.. I was drunk off wine when I wrote this one!
    It doesnt hurt.... when I bleed
    but memories...they eat me
    I've seen it all before,...
    bring it on cause I'm no victim.
    -Ghost
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