Daniella At The Art Store Poem by Linda Hepner

Daniella At The Art Store

Rating: 5.0


Nectarine balloon, pearlescent blouse,
Her massive arms as strokable as silk, billowing,
Her olive oil breasts barely constrained
And gaudy lace the only texture
For the eyes of Pablo, salivating
As he buys too many colored pens.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Scarlett Treat 21 February 2006

Because I am one of those 'billowing' women, all I can say is God Bless Pablo for salivating. I love him! Linda

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Anne Leaver 18 November 2005

Linda - this is simply a wonderful, human poem! Anne

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