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Jenny Aug 2013
backdrop distends
1. Nine-pane white window woman boasts bellyfull of central air
2. Sneaky sunshine sheets smothering soft sugarplums, sleepy eyes still hung with chandeliers exchange shy glances with a new world hiding behind a
3. Cheerful and robust pink mother waves goodbye to foggy ghost-cold who dangles ten frigid and grainy fingers over tiny tired schoolgirl
4. Black metal wings stretch and return to position while groggy black engine awakes to serve thirty-five malnourished miles
5. Bellyfull of central air scoops up groggy black engine both sneak into smothering sunshine sheets that envelope tiny tired schoolgirl
fade to white
r Oct 2015
You may as well dance
to the tune of a blue moon.

Or sing a lullaby to the sun,
eat a bellyfull of stars,
try to keep away from bars. :)

How do we write about love?

It's too hard to capture in words,
and in verse it's even worse.

But the hardest thing of all
isn't when we fall,
it's when we let it go.

How do you say that, you know?
As you can see, I have a hard time writing about love.
NuurSeraph Sep 2014
My fateful thoughts
have broken me
as I am not sure
that which feeds
from what~
My
temperamental
Life
cradles an irritable
bellyfull of volatile
nourishment,
to pay for last respects
Indeed.
Like will birth Like~
as if braiding colorful
compliments on
two Lovers' wrists.
My devil Red steel,
I brand You~
Bound together
forever
Cuff to Cuff
by clasping
Crocodile teeth

— The End —