Expose myself and you crack my rib
Stretch me long try cutting me to fib
You a member with those women lib?
Finger paint this jig rig to see my crib.
Here throbs my heart she applies cold cream
I try to kiss the lipstick frustrates this Dream
Brush your hair, cross the tie, useless she deems
Diamonds here glitters there high pitch screams.
Let me fly float with the song dance be a dove
Embrace my thirst flutter freak out to a cove
Mingle tingle in the spirits to the mango grove
Foster my soul to the beauty of the flower mauve.
I see her like the wild wind as she blows in her charm
Flying kisses the gale presses cheeks to blow my hair
Fantasy take hold softly she enters my parched form
In ecstasy her tussles cover lost flamboyance soars.
We race to the stars play in each others arms
Lights beseech us in many magic cluster prongs
Together we walk the universe in love songs
Stay up in the skies as one within many stars.
Ours is the beauty and love in the night you see
Wish to us when sorrow strikes we make you free.
Author notes
DO NOT CRIB IT IS TRUE.
DAGGER TO MY RIB. LOL.
A contest entry
- Crack A Rib by Cannonsfire.
1000 points, ended August 6, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - .•¤**¤•. Love .•¤**¤•. by XBeautiful MistakeX.
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Comments
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Way different to the raw I expected but hey it's your head and ribs lol I actually think the jocularity of the piece brings a new definition to the contest because most would view angst as raw and not humor, but everyone's life is different.
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Humor
Be serious and you only get sadness.
Joke and the life becomes great.
Adding raw as humor is a quality hard to come by.
Lol
Truly said
'but everyone's life is different.'
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Cannonsfire
Judge fairly or remove this poem now.
I had removed it but thought it would not be fair. -
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