Happily Ever
Happily ever...
after love,
after a tongue tied Tuesday morning lie,
and butterscotch remembered
on her breast.
After a simple pirate on Cupid seas,
and powdered snow
on her lip.
Happily ever...
after love,
after a bleached bleak loveless November,
and hollow eyes
on her face.
Laura Taylor
Thu 21st Apr 2011 16:15
I like this - very simple, sparse, but some packed lines:
after a tongue tied Tuesday morning lie,
and butterscotch remembered
on her breast.
After a simple pirate on Cupid seas,
and powdered snow
on her lip.
Awww...that last verse though. Cold. Necessary I guess, but I reckon that first verse is pretty self-contained