Blemish

by Maple Tree   Jul 28, 2012


Your bubbling beauty
aches to release
from my hidden mask.

Secretly, you adorn
hidden layers with elegance,
as hard as I try,
you will be exposed.

Zit, becomes a slang
for a oozing, glorified
blemish as yourself,

My iridescent shadow,
making your grand entrance
upon my quivering chin....

Dedicatied to Chelsey,
to remind her, a writer
can write about anything
and call it art <3 (giggles)

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  • 11 years ago

    by Xanthe

    Haha, this is so creative, Andrea. Wonderful job

  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Lol, I liked this. It is inspiring what you can make with words.

    Lovely work. x

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Hahaha, Only you guys could make me laugh...

    This is fantastic Andrea, as poets we have the means to make anything fantastic, not that you guys need it.

    :)
    xxxxx

  • 11 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Lol brilliant dedicatin :-)))

  • 11 years ago

    by Wild flower

    Awesome, thats inspiring too^_^

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