BlueDichotomy
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CATEGORY
romance
Can you feel me baby?
Eye am the cool breeze before the storm,
Eye am ink dripping from the poet's pen,
The muse.
Eye am mystery to the novel's author,
Erotica to the Dominant's phallus,
Eye am the Revolution's sensuality,
Hennessy black, behind the wine cellar door,
Do you see me baby?
Eye am Oshun, swaying are my rivers of natural water,
Sashay.
The Goddess of Love Eye am,
The Golden butterfly,
Eye, am done & undone for you.
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COMMENTS
xclusive says: Nice write. Eye am looking forward to seeing more. Thanks for sharing |
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social seer says: Tough, new and a bit breathtaking. Liked this foray. |
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LP45 says: Tight work with excellent word play. Thank you for sharing this. |
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hymnagen says: Loving the imagery. Enjoyable read |
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mlowe5 says: Well done BlueDichotomy. Great imagery and rhythmic flow. Enjoyed the read. Thanks for sharing. |
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