Toads Pillow..... Poem by karen sinclair
Toads Pillow.....
How I yearn to write of adoration
Love
Pattering heartbeats and Rose petals on pillows
And my how my stomach billows
At the thought of you
As freshly washed sheets in a springtime
Blue
But the brutal truth
My poor valentine
Regrettably
Theres not one romantic bone in this body of mine
Just lust care and drudgery
A tad of trust between I and thee
Never could fill my basket with all mine eggs
Childhood prepared me with starter gun legs
To deal with things in surviver mode
Yet still my darling you kiss this toad
Childhood prepared me with starter gun legs To deal with things in surviver mode Yet still my darling you kiss this toad really a thought provoking poem! Nice to read!
I’ve taken my clues from nature and it has helped me fit together some pieces of this puzzle… still happily working on it, as long as the stable door is left unbolted.
A great poem, some people just don't go for the romantic stuff.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 5:10:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Cute and entertaining. Read mine - Indebted - Adeline