DoiventA Poem by Val ValAlliteration extravaganza!
February 12, 2011 / 9:38 pm
You touch me in Ways, waves, What-the-f**k Whatchamacallits. I’m dunking and diving, Continually counting The breaths in between Hello and x and ah. Flat out-busted down, I am water in the palm. Hold me and I’ll stay. Hold me and I’m yours. You touch me in Time honored tradition, Time after time after Time. I’m again/always After you. Youths yearn For freedom less than I For us. Until unknown Decades dim drab Faces I’ll be falling feet First, forever fit-as-a-fiddle To fly into daydreams Unexpectedly. Daring dark Rooms to revolve into Slick city streets. A willing Waiter of whatever. You touch me in Subtle, single Sentences. Sing Song sayonara. © 2011 Val Val |
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Added on February 13, 2011 Last Updated on February 13, 2011 AuthorVal ValCOAboutDon't email me and demand I read and review your work. It's bizarre. Wake me if you like me, Wake me if you want me, Wake me if you need another poem. L'original style, au-del du blah bla.. more..Writing
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