Arrows With Near MissesA Poem by Chris Shaw
what time remembers most
is how the mercury in the wall thermometer boiled as he breezed in how the pupils in her eyes dilated uncontrollably as she melted into his when he glanced her way such a give away don't you think apart from that tell tale pink flush that slowly crept neck upwards and while she sizzled inside fantasising on how they might be in an intimate cosy setting vetting his every move, touching his lips with imaginary finger tips pausing on blissful lingering kisses talk about wide open opportunities reminding her on past ponderings and arrows with cupid's narrow misses
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Added on May 5, 2021Last Updated on May 5, 2021 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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