Take Your Temper Over There

Deterred from the moment,

lips clasps, eyes at hand.

Call her baby, runs like moonshine,

only strange when it's hard to miss.

Blank as a canvas, broken, old,

she never caved into

the road; lost and ravaged

to a higher cause,

but nothing that beats

a moments kiss

as this.

Author's Note

Kind of all over the place. Been a while!

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

Okay, I admit, you've a way even with "thoughts". Ah.. so astounding. You play the thread of artistry well at your poetic-work..

Quite frankly, "Take Your Temper Ov'r There" is certainly a very erotic time (as what I, as an erotic writer, think so), imagine, if it so.. then how your poetry looks like:

"... "curtains waved along the rush of winds, eyes starring at the hands under the flicker of moonbeam, lovers taking long deep breath to get swung with each others, but above all, "deterred from the moments, lips go clasped, words ain't come outta mouth, only the warmth gets hummed around the room, moments seemed to be knocked out but for what.. ? For having the pleasure - getting lost into another moments of "kiss of hiss", as this.."

Whao. I guess, I've resonated much outta your work. One of my fav. poetry for sure!