Do You Think I'm Sexy
You elevated
my sway and posture - did not
touch my briarpatch
soul - no one does that.
The souls near enough to touch
get caught and cut bad
as a rule.
I know
I am beautifully formed
and like some Roman
emperors I flaunt
and embellish in satin
and such while briars
lurk under it all
and let me stab you without
any true regrets.
But I moan as good
as you do when I see need
for it - real tears -
I cry real tears.
September 18, 2014 2:09 PM
It was suggested that I write as one of the beautiful people, so I have - in spades, I think. Check here for the site and the links to other poets: Red Wolf Poems
Red Wolf
:)
ReplyDeleteA soldier with confidence and grace...
ReplyDeleteSomething men seem to be able to do.
Hail Caesar!
:)
Interesting... You can read this straightforward. I wrote it in a mean spirit. I am far away from a warrior.
ReplyDeleteThere're different textures in what you wrote. I'm intrigued.
ReplyDelete