Come
sit in my decay
and
we will reminisce
about
yesterday’s immortality.
I
wish to raise the shades
on
my cataract view
to
see with clear
blue
eyes again.
We
once had supple legs--
perky
breasts-- flaming hair.
Lust
danced with us
until
we said yes
and
naïve disappeared
in
one quick thrust.
I
want to recall flight
without
broken wings…
skin
that was flushed pink…
memories
when they
were
first written.
©Susie
Clevenger 2012
Inspired by The Mag ~ Mag 145
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Wonderful Susie....I love it~
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much love...
All of us have experienced most of this which helps us relate to the writer's plight.
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