Autumn Rose Wood Poet Free verse

Elusive Happiness

French kiss in the air
That never brushes her cheek
The plastic cheesecake that looks good enough to eat
Roses that wilt before they arrive at her door
The man that always needs more
Than just her love to keep him satisfied
The sigh that never really slips pass her barely parted lips

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Mark Matthews October 2, 2008 at 9:55 AM This is wonderful, the very wording of this poem is elusive in itself, it makes you wonder where it could go from there, leaves you longing, well done, thankyou for the wonderful comments on my work, keep the poems coming, Mark