I got VD again
We'll say
that on this island there will be no more snacking,
no slap-fights that end in breathless fits,
no killing and no end to our pursuit of avoiding scurvy.
Our love
will pull coconuts from trees, breaking them gently at our feet,
will light the fire at sunset, and bring forth spices, booze,
fish filets and trays of plastic-wrapped meat for our dinner.
No life
will be as quiet as ours, and no tan will be as deep.
that on this island there will be no more snacking,
no slap-fights that end in breathless fits,
no killing and no end to our pursuit of avoiding scurvy.
Our love
will pull coconuts from trees, breaking them gently at our feet,
will light the fire at sunset, and bring forth spices, booze,
fish filets and trays of plastic-wrapped meat for our dinner.
No life
will be as quiet as ours, and no tan will be as deep.
posted by Carlos P at 5:44 AM
2 Comments:
ye, fck Shakespeare n his big fat volumes. This is poemetry too [ooOOoOoo I think we have me a new word here].
Proper,
Matt.
Actually, I'd love to add a volume of Shakespeare's sonnets in my backpack. Then when my own words fail, I've have something worthy to read to you...
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