Wednesday, 1 July 2015

Ode to waking

Frozen dawn dreams
and white night longing
trip along the boulevards
reserved for the unsanctioned
they float in a swirl of turquoise blue
laced with lime green metaphors
and I wake up with love-stained lips.
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6 comments:

  1. Anonymous3 July 2015 at 11:08

    And may I kiss those love-stained lips??

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  2. Malinda Words3 July 2015 at 13:27

    not into anonymous steals.

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  3. Anonymous4 July 2015 at 21:11

    If I shed my anonymity, would you allow me to kiss those love-stained lips??

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  4. Anonymous5 July 2015 at 01:27

    Dear anonymous,
    You must be dumb. Do you know the meaning of love-stained?

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  5. Anonymous5 July 2015 at 08:59

    Dear equally dumb anonymous,
    I know the meaning very well. Why do you get all worked up?

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  6. Anonymous22 January 2017 at 18:30

    Beautiful. ...

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