the exquisiteness of your face
wittier than tartan twilled cloths
the eagerness of your vocal chords
high troubling the lustful state
o’ how your mouth moves
largely laughing in stones
assuming such positions
making you a better sir
a man
tucked inside
a pair of shapely calves
You always make me say, “wow”…. wow…. How do you hold all that talent inside you?….
Thank you so much. Hugs to you, friend.
Road Trip Postmark: We stopped by! Thank you.
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Thank you.
Your blog is very inspiring and wonderfully written. Please accept this Wonderful Team Member Readership Award. If you would like, display the award on your blog page, announce the award in a post linking back to the person who gave you the award and pass the award along to 14 other deserving bloggers.
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Jodi
Oh this is so grand of you!
Jodi, thank you so much!
-Mari
Learned, schooled? A woven fabric, artificial or natural? Perhaps viscose rather than silk? What is your intent, sharp praiser?
To be me. While time opens walls, spaces hidden.
“o’ how your mouth moves”
Your surrealism bends and bows, trusses up meaning and sets it free with the same gesture.
I love so passionately – it hurts.
Thank you Marie
I love love how you bring sensations and sexual feelings to life, I am in awe, I have yet to wander around that field but meanwhile I will come here to learn one thing or two…
Oh Joe, yes. exactly where things stay.
Thank you, as always.