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Tuesday, April 1, 2003

Magnetic Poem #3

I think of the spring petal woman in my bed
sun playing at her milky skin
arm, leg, feet, breast
light incubating languid visions of two
under me, heave, soar, moan out
our delicate sweet ache so lazy, frantic, raw
lie there, cool music whisper, dreaming of the moon

(assembled from stock magnetic poetry kit)


posted by jeremy at 08:23 AM

visitor chattering

I like it. But for some reason - I feel wrong reading it.

;-)

posted by: mopsa on April 1, 2003 8:55 AM

1st: I DO NOT believe your "ehem" inspiration came from the refrigerator......

2nd: There is NOTHING stock about it!!!

3rd: ....Oh hell! I gotta get ME a muse.....

posted by: jack on April 1, 2003 4:33 PM

see...things is getting all discombobulated. wasn't HE supposed to be MY muse?! what a ripoff.

posted by: irish-girl on April 2, 2003 1:46 PM