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Man Glitter

Sawdust thrusts into the visceral air as you lust over your woodworker's chair, and I desire you more. 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.