SyrupA Poem by Jacques - iNkwireI feel mushy and wanted to write the mushiest thing I could. "Syrup is disgusting to everyone but the one consuming it."Something as curious as you Makes one as curious as I What did your parents do To make angels polish those eyes? And what of your smile? Does it make clones? As more just pop up Everywhere you go I must know - Is your voice box a harp? When it's played, angels show And a new sunrise starts When they gave you a heart, Did they add an H? 'Cause you have a warmth That makes a fireplace look fake How many sculptors did it take, To craft something like you? Because such a fine shape Must need more than two There's something within you I can't quite see or hear I might need a telescope Or perhaps a crystal sphere It's not a vacuum cleaner And it isn't a beacon, But you make dead grass greener And Mondays feel like weekends
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Added on September 17, 2019 Last Updated on September 17, 2019 Tags: romance, poem, compliment, pickup, lines AuthorJacques - iNkwireSonoma County, CAAboutHi. Most of my work is poetry, but I intend to put some stories out in the future. I write about what makes me feel strongly. This approach mostly results in romantic pieces, but I hope to branch o.. more..Writing
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