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Man Glitter

Sawdust thrusts into the visceral air as you lust over your woodworker's chair, where my body will find rest. Cedarwood sprinkles cling to stalwart sleeves. Man glitter flits upon your rugged lips, and I long to kiss them. 3-29-2021

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Timothy Hicks

Date: 4/6/2021 7:54:00 PM

LOL! Your title lured me in and made me curious ... now I get it. Didn’t know it was such an attraction (I better go make me some sawdust pronto!).

Juliet Ligon
Date: 4/9/2021 9:24:00 AM

I love the smell of sawdust, but what's more attractive is a handyman.

Quoth Theraven

Date: 4/4/2021 3:51:00 PM

Juliet, Cedarwood Man glitter, oh man. What would car grease covered hands and arms be called I wonder. -Richard

Juliet Ligon
Date: 4/5/2021 1:35:00 PM

LOL, sounds delightful. There's some inspiration for another poem.

Kim Merryman

Date: 3/31/2021 2:08:00 PM

A sensual write, Juliet! "Man Glitter" is a great term. Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M

Juliet Ligon
Date: 4/1/2021 7:51:00 AM

Thanks, Kim. I saw the phrase "sawdust is man glitter" on a t-shirt.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 3/30/2021 3:18:00 PM

The more shoes he makes, the more your lips quake! 'Man glitter' -- great phrase! Sweat and Elbow Grease, gw

Juliet Ligon
Date: 3/30/2021 9:45:00 PM

My husband is building me a greenhouse and raised beds! He wasn't always a handyman, but is learning much, and looks good in the sawdust spotlight. Thanks for your visits.