Poem of the Day — Ripple Trip

Ripple Trip

Class street wave grey whisper

Playing for time, a temper calm and luscious

Cool clasp feeling safely

Tender press with hips a swaggering

Well made up ready for a reckoning

A smooth talking sweet smelling dream star

Crashed in a friends house since it was early in the morning

Still not tired just recovered like a young one

A breathing life living sharp star waiting for a pick up

In a Thunder car the one with electric windows

The new one in her life

No wife to anyone, just free to put on shiny lipstick

To smack the joys of life

Enjoy the riches of few

In hotel splendour when needed

A Sunday relax


March 10th 2015

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright 2015

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