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One Night Stand
morning sunlight
streaks of drying lust
languid sighs
magic flees
reality returns
streaks of drying lust
languid sighs
magic flees
reality returns
Published 17th Dec 2015
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17th Dec 2015 2:41pm
Nice write. I love how you sufficiently captured the entire situation with such a short piece.
"streaks of drying lust"
That's a brilliant line. Nice write.
"streaks of drying lust"
That's a brilliant line. Nice write.
17th Dec 2015 6:14pm
17th Dec 2015 8:18pm
Short succinct glimpse of what I would rhymingly sum up as:
The morning after the night before
When you wonder what all that was for
And would you have both had it away
Had we met in the cold light of day
Instead of the darkness of the night
When beauty was enhanced by warmer light?
The morning after the night before
When you wonder what all that was for
And would you have both had it away
Had we met in the cold light of day
Instead of the darkness of the night
When beauty was enhanced by warmer light?
19th Dec 2015 7:30am
Clever poem, thank you.
And in a free verse response,
The morning comes, excuses fly
It was the booze. the soft light
But its all a cover up and a lie
It was not the drink or the light
Symptoms of a deeper dread
We fear the lonely darkness
The three am voices of the dead
We frantically seek togetherness
And for a while we banish loneliness.
And in a free verse response,
The morning comes, excuses fly
It was the booze. the soft light
But its all a cover up and a lie
It was not the drink or the light
Symptoms of a deeper dread
We fear the lonely darkness
The three am voices of the dead
We frantically seek togetherness
And for a while we banish loneliness.
