Olive Skinned EmpressA Poem by Poetic ShamblesIf you liked the poem of any of my work, please show some love by 'liking' my facebook page @ www.facebook.com/sunilthewriter - mucho appreciado!So I’ve heard that your reputation precedes you. You’re that lady I’ve seen sipping cognac In a videogame erroneous blue screen disco, Crashing games and crushing hearts.
You’ve heard that my reputation precedes me. For I’m that adult with youthful eyes That dart across the room, Hastily veering towards leggings That cling to the outside of thighs.
So when we eventually crossed paths And indulged in an orgy Of cliché ridden conversation, I went a little too far And accidently spilt my ego All over your polka dot dress. A few silly words, Yet who would have thought, That an olive skinned empress Was so easy to impress?
We exchanged social networking details But I quickly made a dash, Because I needed to use the toilet - They call that a ‘s**t and run’. © 2012 Poetic ShamblesAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on February 22, 2012 Last Updated on February 22, 2012 Tags: poetry, poem, polka dot dress AuthorPoetic ShamblesLondon, United KingdomAboutIt is no secret that I write poetry, but I have often kept my poetry a secret. I give up hiding, here's my writing. If you enjoy my words, show some love and like my page http://www.facebook.com/sun.. more..Writing
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