LADY OF THE LATHERA Poem by kublakhan2712 02 10
The gloss of your kneecaps
advertise sweet skin summits over scented bubble drifts Toenails instinctively waltz on unseen porcelain while your shoulders occur to me smooth as caramel syrup and wayward pearls of sweat incline me to follow your torso down to the water horizon Do I inquire or do I imagine A question deferred till I mine the wet surface and come up with handfuls of bubbly treasure to send to you with a swift breath like showers of white rose petals © 2014 kublakhan27Featured Review
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StatsAuthorkublakhan27Nova Scotia, CanadaAboutMy first book is out! Any comments that anyone may have to offer regarding my work would be deeply appreciated, as I'm yet to get a review. www.amazon.com/Waltz-Around-Swirls-Steven-Fortune/dp.. more..Writing
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