she struts her stuff
caught with ants
waving her struggle
nodding in somnolence
o’ you mushy woman
intolerably bright
her peculiar breast now sing
observing the unbalanced air
the swollen seasons where lovers lay their spines
petal picking legs apart
veiling the gilled fungi stemmed
obsessing the pores
the edible delight
to regularly love
right here
right now
night after night
A fantastic Mari
Thank you, love!
This is clever – the way you personify the mushroom. Though I confess I’ve always found them a bit creepy…
I love them. They grow and grow all around my feet.
Thank you. . .
Very sexy mushroom there, Mari–love this!
Tsk tsk. . .that mushroom, thank you!
dancing ants i think they celebrate the abundance of succulent flesh
Sting biting delight!
I mushroom you with joyful abundance; Mari… this was great!
I am fascinated by them. Thank you
very peculiar way of describing a mushroom. Neat!
Thank you
Where’s the Frenchman? (A Canadian pun, derived during the separation crisis)…
Love the ‘shroom!
Ha, that is a very good question. Merci!
Hello Mari, I’ve nominated you for some awards. Please see the post here http://ldsconvertblog.com/2012/07/14/awards/. Take whatever you like.
Wow – Jon thank you so much I will take a look at it, thanks again!!
Very strong and seductive shroom…..where do I get me mine? Lovely job.
Sam
I’m sure I can help you with one (hehe)