Falling In Love

FALLING IN LOVE drew a crosshatch smile on albino — ghostly, it smirked deliciously. its orange flesh and seeds rent. a lover’s pie baking — sensual weapon. birthstones become the pumpkin’s opal eyes. 8/22/2019 Autumn or September or October Nonet Poetry Contest Sponsor Caren Krutsinger
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Faulkner Avatar
August 23, 2019 at 2:42 PM
I can not bake a pie, I think that it is indeed a sensual weapon, this is a delicious entry for the contest!
Rodrigues Avatar
August 23, 2019 at 3:04 PM
Thank you, Michelle! :)
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