these days

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    III




    my ravishing girl with fists
    leather and lace twisted around
                       your wings and wrists
    a righteous fix of happy madness
    and woven ways
    with  kisses
    that claimed my thoughts for days

    my honourable and warmest host
    gallant hopes departed like ghosts
                       as i felt you leave

    but still you return
    and yet you remain
    this curious surprise.











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    cheronld commented on these days

    06-27-2012

    For once I'll keep it short...nicely done......Cher

    Phission

    07/22/2012

    Cher, I actually revamped and rewrote this poem. I like it so much better now that I have gotten rid of the heavy weeds. I hope you like this newer crisper version as much as you liked the original entitled "time".

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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