sandy satin sigh slowly simmer swirling smile sensing sorrow’s spy #21 of 30 poems
April 21, 2013
If you tell a beautiful woman that she is beautiful, what have you given her? It’s no more than a fact and it has cost you nothing. But if you tell an ugly woman that she is beautiful, you offer her the great homage of corrupting the concept of beauty. To love a woman for […]
April 21, 2013
[Day 20. I read PostSecret tonight having made the decision that one of the secrets there would inspire today's poem. Sure enough, it did.] He chose me, you know Didn’t want to let go Told me I’m the one, said he’d come undone if I’d ever leave, his sorry ass would grieve, cry, beg me […]
April 22, 2013
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