This Day To Die
It would seem to be
A most ludicrous thing
To die in spring
To die while singing
The theme to a
Romantic comedy film
As your hand is pressed
Firmly close to her breast
And her strong musky scent
Rides the heat of her fume
To jam up each lung
And explode the space
Between her beauty
And you
May 2009 Derek Wilson
Nice to find new words from you here.
Yep, I’ve been checking. Hope to see more.
–Pearl