Saturday, August 27, 2011


i imagine you in your mirror
in the morning 
me looking in the glass to you
you do your lips and shake your ass
and i do love you so
i adore your reflection in a million ways
in clouds and fog and smoke
you hover like a ghost in a dream
always there, in the glass
and out of your dress
you are nearer than you appear
and growing closer
and growing closer
and i do love you so


red dirt girl said...

love poetry!!! I'm impressed!

bulletholes said...

Is it OK? Really? Thanks Red!

SL said...

You never cease to amaze me. This is lovely!

red dirt girl said...

Yes! Really, it is! Funny because I posted a poem on Lola's Loves last night about a man staring at his bum in a mirror... no where near as lovely as your poem. Snap!


Kim said...

very nice. lucky girl.