WomanA Poem by JedTo be divine can be the epitome of
soulful simplicity The arch of one's back-dated history, Her story and chemistry, The tubed life of intrigue, Embodiment of loneliness Front to the past, Back to the future, Midday of the week, Kisses of supposed tutors expressing the beauty in confusion Molded in the image of candy wrapped in visions of conversion indulgence, Holding souls in tight-capped jars for butterflies, And I never have been the one to question why So the elusive scribe of pride glistens in the connection of her vagina's illumination of life © 2011 Jed |
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1 Review Added on April 10, 2011 Last Updated on April 10, 2011 AuthorJedlakeland, FLAboutI love music and poetry I write a little but Im more of a painter I play the guitar Im 25 recently single. I cant stand ignorant Shallow people I'm blunt so if I come off as a dick that's why. I'm NO.. more..Writing
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