Psimon Posted June 3, 2003 Report Share Posted June 3, 2003 So beautiful ****************** You fit my palm so well. So beautiful... So beautiful. Hard and slender, I raise you to my mouth, which is open - expectant. As I do so, my mind goes blank, lost in the moment. I wait... ... 'Are you there? Hello?' the voice begs. 'What? Oh, sorry. Lost my train of thought there. What? Yes, Thursday is fine. Ten thirty? Great. See you then.' Another mobile moment passes. © Psimon 03 June 2003 The apostrophe is my enemy ************************* The apostrophe is my enemy. I shall not rest. It makes me lie down and take criticism. It leads me beside tempestuous streams of wordage, it destroys my soul. Even though I stagger through the valley of the shadow of poetry, I will be terribly afraid of nasty words, for it is ever with me; the rod and staff, they beat the hell out of me, rapping me severely across the knuckles when I stuff it up again and again. Screams of Poetic Pain, Chpt 23, verses 1 - 4 © Psimon 03 June 2003 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted June 3, 2003 Report Share Posted June 3, 2003 LOL! I like them both. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ayshela Posted June 3, 2003 Report Share Posted June 3, 2003 (shrieks of laughter) i love it!! that's about as good as when you dial someone and get distracted when it's ringing and forget who you phoned. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WrenWind Posted June 4, 2003 Report Share Posted June 4, 2003 A good giggle to start my morning with. Thanks Love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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