Her words are like garments
I strut up and down runways
modeling her fashions each day
I pause then spin
Out of the corner of my eye
I spy, a slight grin
as she realizes...
Her love is in fashion this year
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Black Ink |
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Her words are like garments I strut up and down runways modeling her fashions each day I pause then spin Out of the corner of my eye I spy, a slight grin as she realizes... Her love is in fashion this year |
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gullah0934 |
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nice piece.
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ExpEbonyPrincess |
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beautiful
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txai8924 |
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nice metaphor
You all know how black humor started? It started in slave ships. Cat was
rowing and dude says, "What you laughin' about?" He said, "Yesterday I was a king." Richard Pryor, from 1976 album "Bicentennial ------" |
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Arionojovan Labu |
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bravo/ encore... for say the least i enjoyed much. one-
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spiritluvchild |
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loving the way you spill your words~
Hotep |
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celestialdancer |
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I'm diggin' the metaphoric gem you've shared here. Perfectly packaged with just the right imagery.
Very niiice~ |
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nabraska |
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master-filled metaphor.....
remember to
respect
remember to listen remember http://www.nabraskapoet.com |
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MaryJaneBurns |
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strut! love it
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