Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Dash Away, Cupid!

silk strewn
in ballroom’s midst
women whisper to ten
tall Lords, knee deep in the softness
"Spring forth!"

3 comments:

  1. Nothing I can say cannot be misconstrued as innuendo so I will just say: excellently crafted! LOL I will never think of these Ladies in quite the same way again.

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  2. LOL. Why shy about innuendos? Tomorrow's poem is full of them.

    I'm glad you like my mysterious ladies. :)On that note, an edit is in order. I'm changing "women" to "ladies."

    Thanks, Brian!!
    Cheers.

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  3. Never mind... I don't want to limit who my women may be.

    Ah, well.

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