On this soft English night
the air is silk
the sky is velvet
the stars are sequins
and I can only write
in clichés of clothing
because I cannot
stop thinking about
removing yours.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by William Oxer
thereluctantpoet
May 6, 2019 at 7:41 pm
An awesome poem, My Friend! Loved it!
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Romantic Dominant
May 6, 2019 at 9:56 pm
Thank you. Smiles.
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thereluctantpoet
May 7, 2019 at 2:27 am
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Romantic Dominant
May 7, 2019 at 6:42 am
Smiles. Thank you.
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