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A Drunken Fool's Lovesong

I will mourn for you today, and ache for the comfort of when I used to lay my head across that Buddha belly of yours, and you used to sing me your drunken lullabies (though I knew no difference at the time). And I will listen to this song: mariachis' high-pitched gritos accompanying the blaring brass-tasting trumpet players. This time, when I see you dancing to it, sombrero atop your silver strands, you won't reek of that amber-colored death anymore.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 11/9/2015 7:22:00 PM
Oh my, the title was enticing and the poem did not disappoint, loved how you weaved this.
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Feli Elizab
Date: 11/10/2015 8:30:00 AM
Thank you so much, Arthur!
Date: 11/5/2015 8:26:00 PM
Loved this poem, Felicia! Such wonderful imagery and expression! and so deep!!
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Feli Elizab
Date: 11/6/2015 11:10:00 AM
Thank you so much for the kind words, Thomas!
Date: 11/5/2015 6:26:00 PM
wonderful I love it--Please do check out mines and tell me what you think
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Date: 11/5/2015 4:28:00 PM
Nice work Felicia, booze and love only work when your both pissed as nits, then nothing works lol, cheers kev
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Feli Elizab
Date: 11/5/2015 4:35:00 PM
This was actually about my grandfather but when it comes to relationships and booze, you are absolutely right ;)