Sour

The breadth of your breath
Shows me your chest of jewels...
May I choose the sapphires?
You would agree they match my eyes?
In the right light.

Breath demands no light we know-
We have shown our darkness together...
May I choose again?
Opals for our milkiness
You would agree we are not sour?








Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-02-23 at 07:03

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Sid Gardner
Milk curdles...But then whats wrong with a nice stilton. Nice one Jenks.
Sid x.
2009-02-25



Interesting ... catching the inner eye this.
2009-02-23