Blood Orange Champagne

Rating: 4.5

Blood orange champagne
Too far gone
You look at your drink
Then back at me

I'm naked now
Rope around my neck
Hangin' like Mussolini
But I couldn't be perfect

You're fed up
Enough is enough
You spill your drink
On my white kashmir sweater

I bite my lip
You throw a fit
I walk out without
A word

The moon is full
The street is icy
Slippery soles
On my shoes - tough love

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Danny Draper 05 April 2014

Troubles flow in painful tension, succinct pensive language, like many questions that may remain unanswered. Great passion and mood in this restrained piece.

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Aria Siren 08 March 2014

The colours! This poem is rich and gorgeous and so visual! I watch it all play out and I want to rewind and watch again. Going on my favourites. (btw awesome title, it reeled me in :))

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 09 February 2014

Woah poetic dramatic, very interesting to read. Has a somewhat real life yet extraordinary scene effect. Enjoyd the mention of d Kashmir sweater. Swell penned poem.

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