Sun on skin, and self drips, drips, drips, cannot grip under such Love. Your gaze melts me, pares me, strips me down and I drip, drip, drip. Impurities slip, molecule rolling over molecule, watering the ground, praying for green…
Sun on skin,
and self drips,
drips,
drips,
cannot grip
under such
Love.
Your gaze
melts me,
pares me,
strips me down
and I drip,
drip,
drip.
Impurities
slip,
molecule
rolling over
molecule,
watering the ground,
praying
for
green…
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Hi Melody.
Thanks for the very thought-provoking image and words.
Fine imagery and complementation, indeed!
Thank you very much, Chito! 🙂
Beautiful & nice thought…
Thank you! I appreciate your visits…
Hmmmm, very deep today.
My brain is plumb tuckered out, Ma’am! 🙂
I ‘spect it is, dear heart–I’m draggin’ too, which is why I could only “hmmmm”…
I loved this one .. the depth of it and the shape of it. Thank you! And without knowing it, you’ve blessed me in a whole other way. Once when I checked to see what people were looking up to find my blog, it said, ‘deb drips’. ! I laughed but didn’t find it particularly encouraging. Now with your poem, it fits! 🙂
Ha ha! Those search terms are sometimes unbelievably weird and wacky, aren’t they??
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