Scattered Blonde

I touched her face so now I must die

Domicile temple breath minus a spy

Thrills don't spill on woven goodbyes

She believed I enjoyed the nosebleed

For inamorata I deployed a rose team

Silver lining blackened a green screen

In retrospect the beautiful was suspect

Love was special effects with an index

The cards tender could not mend her

 

 

Reviews

[Ookpik]

Inamorata is a great word - there's something kind of magic about discovering little gems like that.

If it were me, I'd be pretty tempted to try to fit 'stigmata' somewhere in your rhyme scheme, though that's just a thought and it might be difficult to do.

Enjoyed this, though, romance can take appearances sometimes and it isn't always pleasant when the layers start to get pulled back.

Thanks for sharing,

-Ook

[duff]

Thank you Ook

[Christine Anne Shaw]

A dangerous liason by the sounds of it duff. A case of look but don't touch. We'll penned says I.

Chris

[duff]

Red light ladies Chris. Thank you

[Paul Bell]

So you never read the big print. Look don't touch.
Some women should be in museums in marble form.
Now roses, they know someone is going to touch them, that's why they surround themselves with thorns. I still think you have to try though.

[duff]

Amsterdam Paul. Well, old Amsterdam. Cheers.

[Paul Bell]

The good old days. lol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I had an ex like this...but for me she was a Suicide Blond.....

and I died all those years ago...great use of slant rhyme in this piece.
j.

[duff]

Haha! I love that Jacob