my hands on your hips
eyes meet as you stroke my neck
Beautiful. A slightly sad one.
ooooo ….a virtual movie in three lines…
Like a Bogart movie….if he would get his hands out of his pockets…
🙂 there is so much the imagination can see and hear with just a little nudge. Can you hear the airplane engine and see the fog? Can you hear the conductor yell “All aboard!” or the swish of a bus door opening?
😥 WHY U MAKE ME SAD
I SORRY. Sad makes me write.
The feels I feel. You’re forgiven.
Thank you. 🙂
Truly sad…in my opinion, that’s what makes good movies and poetry. Beautiful!
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