
Can't catch my breath
when you're around
You are a buzzing
in my gypsy hair
An exposed oyster
on my tongue
The flesh of
ripe mango
on my lips
Yes, you are
under my nails
thick, warm mud
Molten decadence
raw and wet
Sea salt and
Caribbean breeze
by
JustMe ~I'm happy to be~
Member since:
August 16, 2008 ~You~
June 29, 2012 01:32 PM UTC
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Can't catch my breath when you're around You are a buzzing in my gypsy hair An exposed oyster on my tongue The flesh of ripe mango on my lips Yes, you are under my nails thick, warm mud Molten decadence raw and wet Sea salt and Caribbean breeze
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Comments: 44
Thanks for posting to the Molten Decadence Wall on The Triple Name Club where it's now featured.
Thank you for the feature, Len.
You've always been good with poetics ~ and that has not changed.
Love & Blessings,
Rene
I woke up this morning with a few of the key words in this poem running through my brain.
xx Thank you, friend.
Did my story (Finale of it) reach your group? I hope so.
accepted for Surreal Circus
And thank you for the feature!
Thank you, dear Magi.
Passion for life and love is the one ingredient we should never lose, I believe <3
xoxox
xoxo