Castanets Blazing
Castanets blazing, she twists the dress in dangerous ways
Feeling eyes on her, she is compelled to be a bit more provocative
I keep silent that she is my mother
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
