Single fileA Poem by willweb
Chocolate covered ferry stops
in the guise of longing for love Cars lined up in order of color, drivers hang on railings reaching for that offered hand only to find they are pulled into the drink by the one in the mini skirt and low cut whispers attracting the unsuspecting Red lips smiling at the bodies crying for help, pleading, going down for the last time And she uses going down for inspiration in her next poetic landing where more will be waiting for the ride of...their life What are waves for anyway? © 2014 willwebReviews
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