Decadence

DECADENCE I pinch myself to feel the real it seems so darn dang surreal this decadent Dallas life I live questioning locals who miss the thrill Oysters and wine culinary fine no crime all smooth this perfect Bible belt of Gospel truth day and night time rendezvous Chase, Chuck & Buck Budweiser cowboys watching you real men with rugged pheromones who know how to treat a lady in husky baritones well endowed they know how to impress with Southern finesse and perfect lips that may seductively digress this decadent Dallas life I love absent of stabbing knifes respecting rights © Kim van Breda—4 October 2015
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Meade Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 10:02 PM
I have met a few of your cowboys. I live in Arlington . . . though I own boots and a hat, I am more comfortable in running shorts and tank top! Loved the poem and structure! 7
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October 5, 2015 at 11:56 AM
Amazing poem with an interesting style. Would like to write like this someday if I can! Have a grand day!
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October 5, 2015 at 3:35 PM
Thanks for the visit J... I appreciate the encouraging comment. Your writing is unique and great... don't change it ~~X~~
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