A Hemingway cat
Moustached with five toes up front
White mittens with thumbs
At our first date,
I saw her as the only comforter
To my soul that's craving for true love
& then undressed my mind & soul & heart
to bath in her anointed river of love
My heart squinted into hers
as it opened up the door of my mouth
to say out all the romantic words
I been keeping for the one I truly desire
Gently, my right hand rolled on her face
as I moustached her lips
& smoothly rubbed my left hand on her thigh
so that my touches can alarm her heart from sleep
and become the employee to my love
with salary worth staying long
©Cheto
You reawaken my broken cell,
Killed every germs in my growing love,
& perfumed my heart to your heartfelt joy
Every time I see your smile,
my soul dances to your romantic jazz
&make me drag heartbreak into hell
You're the reason I vomit worries,
Excreted emotional damages
As you cloth my mind with lasting memories
When my intestine became disgusting
From how my love was made rotten,
You came and made it fresh by caring
& moustached my heart till it realized you are truly loving
You are the chlorophyll to my faded love
The fertilizer to my kiss buried in a filthy soil,
When I was the dry leaf to life,
you came & bathed me a love full of worth
Poet:
©Cheto
Note : this poem is dedicated to my loving and caring girl friend..
A girl and a boy walking in front,
(In my college one day, I saw)
she had such long shiny hair -
smooth silken threads of black -
he wore it cropped short;
Wishing that girl's
hair were mine,
I turned
green.
I crossed them and cast a backward glance.
No wonder my face turned beet red,
(glad my eyes did not fall out)
The one with the tresses
was a moustached guy,
and the one with
the boy cut
was the
girl !!!
03/11/17
Nonet x 2
[Based on a true experience]
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