Woman
Swallowing scent meant for someone stronger left me sinking under summers sweet
seductive spell like others who'd fallen that forewarned me of how easy a weakened knee
bent too far could mean change in me forever... I embraced the taste of hunnysuckled rose
peddles sent to carry me afar off beaten paths which I was not familiar.. On arrival heard
the word relationship which turned that very second into five years down the line, now here I
stand.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
