wild men do not regret

wild men do not regret
the frilly fraught ways
their legged low life
fight for in alley's
and heart shaped cul de sacs

the sound of your voice
and the trembling touch of you
breaks into a mad longing
for a daring different turn
with cerulean and understanding

tonight I am higher
than the tip of a hallowed hat
a few drunk steps away
from your dark pools
of soft belonging



Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-07-16 at 18:25

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Must admit I also get a "Wow!" moment at the end of these words :) Intense and most exhilarating, well done!
2014-07-17



WOW!! Bob. Things are really heating up in Sweden ... who would have known?!! Go wild by all means, and remember that wild women do not regret either! :-)
2014-07-17