© Marie Marshall
Great. Enjoyed this a lot – thank you. G 😉
Swing by any time.
Damn, love seems to have done more or less the same with everyone. I’m amused to see how perfectly you have described it.
Yet we all sing bloody songs to it. Why the hell is that? (Rhetorical question)
So much in this poem, I shall reread. Good work! Happy V-day 🙂
I tip stuff into my poetry without respect to the recipe.
beast you, beast you xoxoxo
beast me, beast me xoxoxo
Near as dammit, eh?
Ditto -the articulate bunch above.
I have a little dial that tells them how many words to drop here.
the cake too.
As you say, the cake too.
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