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the third.
by Andrew S Adamsshe's got a brash demeanor, that one;
the forward nature of words unsaid
and everything else;
like a lightning bolt or
Aurora Borealis
unexplained but beautiful,
nonetheless;
i bought her a bottle of rum
quiet and sweet,
but quick to do it's work
and, exhausted, she says
that she thought she'd be up all night
but my only thought is,
"just you wait and see". 01/18/2008 Posted on 01/18/2008
Copyright © 2024 Andrew S Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/18/08 at 02:43 PM Welcome to 2008. Keep going I enjoyed this. Nice write. |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 01/18/08 at 03:31 PM I like this. I'm not really sure why it appeals to me so much, though. Maybe because it's just really well written. Ambiguous in all the right ways. Nice job Andrew. |
| Posted by Cymbre Dolphay on 01/28/08 at 05:01 AM This is just plain sexy. |
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