Short Wavey Poems

Like to be God
That or Captain Caveman...

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full moon's reflection

mellow on the *wavey sea. . .

i feel so wasted


*wavey is urban slang for very drunk
Written July 3, 2015 by Andrea Dietrich...

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you take a second look
and laugh at me
as ice cream drips from sunburnt face
and there are no napkins
i come closer to you
kissing you on your cheek
leaving chocolate ripples
and wavey kiss marks as souveniers

august 5,2012...

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i remember the long pink gown.
the flower's in her hair.
she had brown wavey hair.
then there was those shiney glass slippers.
her family said she looked like cinderella with  brown hair.
she thought she heard you may kiss the bride.
then she woke up and the sound she heard was just the rain outside her window.
then she laughed and said wait im already married!...

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We are the women..
Who full of life, 
pluvial in attendance, 
Fresheners in sweetness, 
Tranquil decorated with flowers, 
Spilling like spring, 
Gleeful, like the wind 
Flavored by the seasonings love, 
Wavey, glowing on the sands of desire, 
Adorer, lover, raring to love that never
'broken nor unfulfilled' 
Flirting under fabrics texts and above! 
, 
So let him come to us
The one who is collecting the sea 
In our evening silk..! !...

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The cool evening airs
Sweeps across her moonlit hair
Gently laying, bare her extraordinary beauty.
By a pleasant breeze of fragrant air
That blows gently across her wavey hair.
Hypnotically twisting and flittering
Curling and swirling her flowing hair
with each gentle breeze
That I could not stop but to stare
Oh Blair, My Blair
how much more can I bare,
I sit here in profound despair.
Naturally wondering
if you genuinely care....

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indecisive 
over analyzing every possible outcome
how come it gets more difficult and complex with every passing minute?
just when I think I’ve figured it out
it gets more twisted and intricate
either way I gotta do what’s best for me
as simple as it may sound
it is far beyond easy
breezy and lifted so wavey
with ideas and plans
when it all boils down to it 
my life is only in my hands….
to be continued (this is not the end, for it is merely the beginning)...

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