Impromptu

i've given
my give
i've begun
my begin

not even
shouting
at my image
mirrored before

me for surely
it's not me or
wasn't what
was me before

for now after
shaving finding
beneath years
of beard growth

the face of
a baby a
baby's 
wrinkly

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 21, 2019 at 9:27 PM
Giggles <3
Connelly Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 10:52 PM
Jajaja so much laughter at your comments. Bit I must say I was struck down when you mentioned to match your armpits. GOOD for you woman. I've been trying to convince mi Musa, but she is still young and full of heart. (NOT TO SAY you aren't Maureen. Always thanks for the comments. I think you are the only one here that gets me...
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 8:31 AM
...my squeeze pointed out how great the wig brings out my gold chin whiskers ;p
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 8:05 AM
I did. And sticking to it. Bought a wig for when I feel like hair. Hippy hair to match my armpits. I want one more, a Madonna blonde for when I want to have more fun, blondes do you know, and to go with my pearls, buzzed, just won't do.
Connelly Avatar
April 21, 2019 at 10:33 PM
I really didn't shave. Which at first concerned my Muse, but even she had to laugh; so I'm glad it worked Maureen. Always thanks.
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