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Click hereThere she is,
A girl I knew
In her prime
Tall lean big breasted
Hair Raven dark
Skin smooth, white as alabaster
Turned red when held tightly
A twenty-two year old virgin
Good family
Good job
Wildly in love
Filled the bed with blood
Sensitive
Unknowingly fought with another
Lost
Unforgiving
There she is
Older
Little grey
Facial wrinkles
No longer lean
Still fit
Attractive
Standing with her office workers
Never married
Still a Miss
Do I miss her?
I missed her
......to Looking Back..... The Past certainly paves the way into the Present, allowing us to look forward to the future..... The gift you provide is simply writing and sharing the creativity of your Muse..... Thanks for sharing.... QQ
Ashesh my friend, I always look forward to your comments as proof the poem was posted. This will be a series of poems in which the protagonist uses Facebook to find people he has shared intimacies with. No doubt others will copy the concept but as far as I know it is original with me; however often we find what is original to us was original to someone else as well. There are Face Fuck Books out there but not poetic ones. Should you ever end up in L.A. we will have to have a good Indian meal or do you prefer Pizza?
Twelveoone-where are you? Did they tazz you out of the comments as well. I am heeding your advice with this series; you will have to cut me some slack with the story poems that run longer. Hoping your absence does not indicate any problems but perhaps a wonderful vacation in Tahiti, away from the desert....