Monday, September 22, 2014

Fornicating In The Bowels Of Unswerving Reason Comments

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Artifacts of emotional distress
left chiseled on your soft dimpled cheek;
sensuous, predatory you stand,
motionless, pedestaled on the edge
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Gordon Gilhuly 02 July 2017

Any poem with the word fornicating in the title is always a great poem. This one is, too.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 22 September 2014

Nicely penned and expressive poem.

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