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Her Lips Are Copper Wire

Rating: 3.2
whisper of yellow globes
gleaming on lamp-posts that sway
like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog

and let your breath be moist against me
like bright beads on yellow globes

telephone the power-house
that the main wires are insulate
(her words play softly up and down
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COMMENTS
Maya Hanson 05 April 2014
Beautiful! ! ! I love the flow of the title and words, good job
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Patti Masterman 04 April 2012
Woww, smoking..! glad I had my insulated pliers handy :)
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