your miracle, my vinegar
museum you and I
piece by piece
our sour mouths
more intricate than charm
blessed be the death of me
above the cross
dog bone alone
one feather in a crowd
wave one last farewell
angel steps in ovaltine
be gone a single year
slice my paper thin
blueberry pie my cauliflower ear
lunch at sotheby's
bidding for the sex
my loins rich in over-coat
a jacket for a mouth
tongue-twirl the kissing itch
the fresh-air beckons more
more beggar than a give-away
this cancer in my ear a bigger bore
father, son, oh empty one
one mind my own
my lizard skin more intricate than charm
my vinegar, your miracle
be gone a single year.
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Author:
Melvin James (Pseudonym) (
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If anyone deserves an Angel dearest Melvin, it's you, and I believe you have your fair share, solid ground is where you write your best poetry dearest of friends and one of my truest inspirations, always from the heart.
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most kind my very friend x
Good write M.
I thought it was gonna be about vinegar as some miracle cleaner, getting stains out, etc! lol.
kind words orchidee lol
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