Fluid movement
life stays in motion
wish I was a fluent lover
instead my eludent hearts taking cover
trying to avoid dirty romance diluent
heart cage filled with liquid coolant
maybe this is what they consider abluent
wash away, dissolve, get through it
now i’m seeing floral patterns
her lovely presence surely matters
witchcraft, toads in hot inked batter
cast iron pot spits it spills and spatters
whatever spell she’s casting I have no clue
but it has me feeling way less blue .
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Author:
NightCoffee (
Offline) - Published: September 4th, 2024 21:12
- Category: Love
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Comments2
i love this i also find this incredibly halarious your completly head over heels lol
Wonderful wording in this poem. It is well concocted with its own witchery and spells. Great write
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