Were I the young man in the moon
I'd beam glows upon your beauty pair.
For Io-you I'd prom light croons
of luminescent admiration.
I'd sing of orbs then ink a kiss.
You'd probably recall this: the
moment when his pen-light mind
incandesced a love-luned scribe
on and to your sweet
6 Jun 05
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uncratered hind? lol
Steve Martian (sic) sends his secondary kiss via your screen name.
Cruellshoes soled another whimsey-kick
I like the Io-you phrase. I don't really find line 6 amusing but I sure do recall the days when I had line 9!!!
Not sure how I feel about this so I can't rate it currently.
You are right, Isabelle: that word was too much, too cloying.
-the poem is posed as if it were written on a bare bottom-
In essence, it is, uh jiggle poetry and what wo- or -man would
not be honored to have a poem inked on his/her bottom? (I grin)
You realize that this says that you wrote this on someone's ass at 12am?
Yes, it is -exactly that-, although the time at night was not specified so precisely. It is written with a Sharpie pen on my loves white cheeks. In a filip of further whimsey, I should like to do it the verse in "simultaneous mirror writing" -fipped on the other cheek. Thereby, the jiggle-poem may be read by her/him in by rear view mirror. Thereby giving a poem that reads just fine bass-ackwards as it does f'or. (may I pen on you, kind person? I go all ways)
a title to catch the eye :0)
glue the bests bit together for a good short poem
edited, new title too.
I have a Sharpie pen at hand...