She’s seated before a window, sun highlighting shiny diamonds in her hair.
Her fingers are flamingoes on her smart phone, a wily dance sped up to double speed, of muscle memory and familiar keys.
Lips as full as pillows that I long to cushion with my own, and the dress she wears hugs contours of which I am so painfully aware.
Her eyes escape to velvet shores and silken sheets upon the beach, and I must look away too soon, lest she see me here.
Scant feet separate us and small talk fills the space between, all luscious notes and plosives, siren tones and sibilants, all lead to hidden depths unseen.
And so I say my goodbyes of which she’s painfully unaware, dragging feet and head hung low as I make my way back home, and relive those few minutes that we were together there.
I absolutely love this one. Perfect flow. 🙂
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Thanks, GM. This was stream of consciousness–it’s first draft, as it was typed, while I was on the toilet (oops, that killed the air of unrequited romance in that poem, didn’t it?) 😃
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But, I mean, don’t most people do this kind of thing in “their office” 😉
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True, but when I’m on the Throne, the Game is afoot, and I am Invincible. 😉
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LOL! The toilet is one of my best thinking spots, too. 😋
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Great minds think alike. Or poop alike, anyway. I drop my best stuff from the loo, in both directions 😛
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Whoa! Beauty. Heartstrings. Love. …sigh…
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Thanks, Maxine. I am, forever a hopeless romantic, as much of my poetry will attest. 🙂
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This is amazing. Sitting here and most of what i write about is the inspiration my ex gives me. How id love to be in her arms again
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Thanks! I have a muse, but as the poem indicates, I am far from her thoughts. I’m glad you liked the poem. 🙂
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Loved it
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Holy shit this is the best thing I’ve read today! This is just beyond amazing 😱😍
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Thanks so much! 🙂
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No problem 😊
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Beautiful love it 💖
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Thanks, Nickesha! ☺️
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“Her fingers are flamingoes on her smart phone”: I love this unique and perfectly illustrative analogy! Well done!
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Thank you, Rosemerry! I like it when people appreciate my poetry (who doesn’t lol) 🙂
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Love this work! I wish I can write things like this because apparently you need to have an experience to write this one. 😦
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Thanks! Yes, I write from my own experiences. But all writing requires you to use your imagination to create the imagery you desire for the poem or story. Everyone has experiences they can write about from their own lives. So give it a go, you might be pleasantly surprised at what comes out. I find writing incredibly cathartic, a wonderful outlet. 🙂
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I write when am sad. That’s the time I get drunk and can write a nice poem perhaps.
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I wouldn’t recommend getting drunk or doing drugs to help you to write (say no to drugs, kids). When I’m sad (I suffer from depression) it brings out the best in my writing – the weight of emotion behind the words makes a difference. If you haven’t written creatively in the past I’d suggest enrolling in a creative writing or poetry writing class, a good way to learn, and also a good way to socialise and meet new people. 🙂
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Am a Literature student. Am good in writing at my worst. 😊
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Not a problem 🙂
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☺☺☺ I’ll try to write poems.
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My mind is still stuck at ‘Shiny diamonds = Dandruff’?
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The sun shining through the window is making highlights in her hair, which gives a halo-like impression (reflected in the protagonist’s positive view of every aspect of the object of his desire). Just a metaphor. But If you think it’s dandruff, that’s okay as well 😉
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People in love. *Sighs*😌
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