Michelle SweeneyFlapping in your breeze
March 25th 2008 18:37
I thought I'd write a bit of poetry. I've never published poetry before. I only ever wrote it for my husband. I was going through a few of my old things tonight, as I always do around the anniversary of his death, and found a few poems I wrote for him.
Flapping in your breeze
Wrap me in the my favourite blanket
the rough, rugged wool of your personality.
The one I mended
made a few slight alterations on
by stitching up the frayed edges
and darning those darn holes
with my delicate touch
while I got high on coffee and tobacco smells
and the smell of a working man’s sweat
and the feel of your threads
the fibre of your being
Making love to you is like
a blanket and a sheet
going through a full-cycle
wash me in your perspiration
rinse me in your tears
spin me out
and hang me out to dry
right next to you.
Let’s flap in each other’s breezes
Flapping in your breeze
Wrap me in the my favourite blanket
the rough, rugged wool of your personality.
The one I mended
made a few slight alterations on
by stitching up the frayed edges
and darning those darn holes
with my delicate touch
while I got high on coffee and tobacco smells
and the feel of your threads
the fibre of your being
Making love to you is like
a blanket and a sheet
going through a full-cycle
wash me in your perspiration
rinse me in your tears
spin me out
and hang me out to dry
right next to you.
Let’s flap in each other’s breezes
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Comment by Mountain Fog
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QUOTE ME NO QUOTES!
it has energy, passion, and life, it breathes a reality and a time once lived...
you write in a rather masculine way it seems...
cheers
fog