Heart flames fanned for me
My ticker unknowingly
is worn on my sleeve.
Wrapped up in clover.
Green and awe struck
no envy. He does not
even know me. Crushing
on a fantasy. Humming
Smokey's "Crusin'" song
a CD, cassette, or LP
Heart flames quell me.
Blushed plum on my face
with the mention of
his name. Cheek
to cheek in my
eyes mind, we sway
to the music. To each
others open arms
embracing not weary.
Heart flames I wish
that into each other
our auras are melting.
I am Aretha Franklin,
and you are the Temptations'
Dennis Edwards in the song,
"Day Dreaming", lyrics
"...and I'm thinking of you."
Love
is patient, love is kind. It
does not envy, it does not
boast, it is not proud.
1 Corinthians 13:4-8
"Were They of Hope?"
The fizzling of bubbles from
Coca Cola carbonation
rising to the liquidity
top. Floating flames
of my heart are bubbles
aged and called ma'am,
Respectfully. I'm
tiring of being called that
and my name isn't Sam.
Heart flames fanning
Godiva & Russell Stover
yummy chocolates. Ooh an
treats will be 50 percent off.
I'll celebrate cheaply. Heart
day officially will over.
My guy texted me:
"What are you doing today?"
It's the day of romance
or is it finance and
four-leaf clovers?
Head over heels in love
once were we? I asked
him back. Heart flames
burned out a while ago.
"Freedom's just another
for nothing else to do."
Janis Joplin's lyrics
sang. My fluff and stuff
Baby Boomer body from 30 to 62
isn't what it used to be.
Your Gen X from 26 to 58
Head & Shoulders hair mane
shows a comb over shiny
goose egg. Vintage into
our union of year 33.
"I've got myself to remind me of love."
Sang Frankie Beverly & Maze
So. Heart flames are the jeweled
amethyst in the SAP photo post.
A shiny glow on top,a sandy beach,
like our memories that
now ebb and flow.
Coca Cola bubbles cease rising
Were they of hope?
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