Holographic decoy

A bluish bummer tossed like god's grace ascending from pouting lips

Where do you find the time between pixelated friends & computer memory's

Subterfuge sits with lotus legs spreading meloncoly mirth

Crystal tear drops in the dancers eye

Earth's rhythmic hymn windy horns of creation

Dilapidated reds cast melting passion thru loves heaving breath

Sensual and firm

Word is as word does

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A Pixelated PoetryPal

Lines Adored: "...God's grace ascending from pouting lips..." and "...Word is as word does" (nailed it!). Glum gleed Subterfuge lotused was my favorite character. I like going where you go ~slc~


 

 

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Indeed Stella, thank you

I should file this in the poems though.