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david badgerow Nov 2011
her kitchenette
smelled like lust
and strawberries
and sweat

her hair
smelled like trust
and coconuts
and summer air

her hands
looked like daisies
and beaches
and starfish in the sand

her lips
tasted like red wine
and marshmellows
and secrets, slowly slipped

her eyes
looked like diamonds
and oceans
and wide open skies

her love
felt like pennies
and apples
and a beautiful white dove
david badgerow Nov 2011
The david badgerow I know
is charming like a cool summer breeze
If you're not careful though,
He'll bring you to your knees

The david badgerow I know
if you give him half a chance
First, he'll teach you how to sew,
Then he'll rip off your favorite pants

The david badgerow I know
is full of humor and thick wit
And if you know him long enough
you too will think he's the ****

The david badgerow I know
has eyes as blue and as deep as the sea
But if you know him long enough
I know you'll never want to leave

The david badgerow I know
is good looking, and looks great
And all this is coming from
inside myself, so I guess I can relate.
david badgerow Nov 2011
I need space
not much, just a small place
next to you

This bottle of Maker's Mark
on the floor
in the dark
is my bed,
the weeping willow
bent down and cried me a pillow
And this is wear I lay my head
But I

I need your face.
I need your face to call this my home.

I need your taste
and your waist
I need your hips and your lips and your voice.

I need your noise
I need your chin and your shins and your toes

I need your nose
snuggled so close to mine
that no light can shine through

I need you.
david badgerow Nov 2011
I leaned
and asked
Lord Byron,
"This is poetry, right?"
david badgerow Nov 2011
the theme of this party
is the industrial age
i came as a derailed steam engine
you were a doubtful catholic

the theme of this party
is the louisiana purchase
i came as a peso
urging you to openly weep

the theme of this party
is the enlightenment
i came as three guys infected with new faith
bringing you down on your knees

the theme of this party
is the american revolution
i came as all the British tea in Boston's harbor and


You dumped me.
david badgerow Nov 2011
carpet
made of glass
dime sized pupils
translucent torso
punctured
david badgerow Nov 2011
persistent
Sisyphus
engulfed
in
flame;
saved
by
a
Rolling Rock
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