Two sky eyes, a button nose, nice round mouth with a nice pout,
a bright smile, and a golden aura. Two smooth arms and legs, a normal waist, "normal," I guess, and flowing hair. A lilting voice and laughter like the morning stars.
Soothing touch of summer hands of an afternoon beach, and lap pillow knees.
Pastry kisses followed by swapping skyscraper stories between a pair with facades making counterfeit love walking the road of ignorance. This relationship graded on a curve called FWB.
Church of Everlasting Orgies.
Together in solitary.
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Author:
JDB (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 26th, 2024 08:50
- Comment from author about the poem: Things are not as they seem.
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Comments2
What a write about relationships not just of people but societies and countries
Thank you.
Color me ignorant, but I did not know what FWB stood for. Upon googling it, which I do know how to do, I was enlightened, and thoroughly enjoyed this write. I love "Church of Everlasting Orgies", seems I missed out on a lot. Fine write!
Glad that you enjoyed it. Thank you.
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