It is easy to enter through me
I am cheap
All I want is a poem
My suns shine
And I become yours
I am that dog in the street
Easily corrupted
Give me a portion of a poem
And I am your slut.
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amethyste (
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Comments7
Now there is an addiction. Well done
Yes. 🙂 Thank you.
Most welcome
Quite a nice poem but I didn't really get why you said all I want is a poem
It is a metaphoical way to say I like poems.
I like this, it conjurs up a lot of different thoughts, a bit of erotica, a bit of wanting, a bit of, I don't give a shit.
The line, My suns shine. Should that be. My sins shine. Great poem.
Thank you.a lot.
We all experience the want for a poem. Sometimes they come to us like a "Slut" to a rendezvous, and at other times it's like dragging an elephant through the desert. Your poem describes this desire perfectly. I'm not sure of your choice of words, but they define the desire eloquently. Loved your poem. - Phil A
Thank you Phil. 🙂
Yes . Like this very much.
Thank you Kevin. 🙂
My Pleasure.
My friend, this is wonderfully bold and self-aware. The speaker’s hunger for poetry becomes physical, instinctive, and gloriously indiscriminate...a wicked little confession of complete devotion to the art. Outstanding write. 📜🖤🔥🙏
Thank you. I appreciate your words.
Gives one food for thought- hope no need to stress that much just for a poem
I like it when I write poems.
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