She Was

Long-legged captain-mistress

Of all my small, dumb thunders,

The rock and the roll,

Posting forbidden, giddy-passions

Into the purpled neon

And smoke passages.

She stoked the flame-blonde fires

Beneath my intensity desires.

Where is she now?

I still remember waking up

At three in the morning,

Smiling at how the earth shook.


6 thoughts on “She Was

  1. the earth shaking is always a good sign of a night well spent lol

  2. WOWWWWW, I felt that one!

  3. Morgan says:

    Hello :) I wanted to let you know that I have nominated you for blogging excellence awards. Congratulations! Should you choose to, the criteria and acceptance info can be found here:

  4. REDdog says:

    Deep…who are you? How did you find me? Such a talent. REDdog

    • beeseeker says:

      Not sure how to answer your first question.
      Thanks for the compliment and support, much appreciated since I am never sure about maintaining what I think of as sanity when I am baring my creative bits to the ether.
      I am in the habit of looking at the bloggers who have liked bloggers who have liked my posts … That is how I found your shed.
      Glad I did!

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