- Erotic Poetry
- December Mornings
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Click hereDecember mornings in Barranquilla
Tears stream down her cheeks
Walking along streets with color
Fingers locked loving tight
The world spins and spirals
Birds shake to the ground
Fenders wrap around sign posts
Echoes sound in the hollows
Dozers rouse with damp backs
Leg thrown over covers to breathe
Her hair clings to his face
He doesn't bother with moving
In an infinite universe all things occur
The world will be torn apart for us
And you and I will be pasted together
What is global destruction compared to love?
- COMMENTS
twelveooneabout 13 years agosuffers from a variety of things.
Line 1 - great, interesting line
line 2 - tired line. that sort of thing
line 5- tired
line 6 - great
Last line, comes off as excessive, either too flip or everstated, perhaps both. Solid 4
