Lily going by
Hers was a beauty sheer and clear and clean
…………….A beauty born to break
Across the placid sight of placid men,
Leaving such lovely turbulence in its wake
That they be never – ever –the same again
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Oh you old romantic you. What a lovely image you paint.
If she wouldn't have owt to do with you - then you have to console yourself by thinking that she was mebbee crap in the stern and covered in barnacles :)
xx
Brilliant line, that opener, Harry.
...and who are you calling flaccid?
Just for the record: She wouldn`t have anything to do with me.
But (damn all the pain) It`s Valentines day.
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M.C. Newberry
Sat 15th Feb 2014 13:34
These brief lines follow the tradition of a
personal favourite of mine - "Jenny Kissed Me"
by Leigh Hunt.
No more need be said: either by this poet or me.