her
skin is silky like merlot, velvety like cabernet, made sunshine during
distressors. I speak about a mind-spirit.
I
google to see mockingbirds. I hear it differently. I think about derision, as
described in Psalms.
I
engage a filthy habit. I remember a murmur. I’m thankful, it’s not at full
throttle. by a dangerous chameleon, a powerful warrior, maybe restraint, is
irritating.
sullied
or unsullied or keeping it under a table? disclosure, partial closure, or
Pandora’s Box? I wonder if we care, if one is beautiful, if we want glamour.
the
vote is unanimous—humans chase after happiness—to obtain it, puts its source in
season.
fidelity
is sustainable—it cries in arms—it adores the wellbeloved … like dining in
luxury, parading in Paris, or a casual drive to Palm Springs.
people
are different. some are outstanding. they enjoy being frank, seductive, coy, abrasive.
some combination—into whirlwinds—tangled with care.
by
the government of agreement—most seize the day, teasing the inner skies.
