“False Security” Now Live On Hotel

Standing sideways, like a cool drink of water with sandy hair, freckles, and blue-green eyes, you wink.  Lissom oaks that taste one too many tempests tire and lean upon false walls of hope.  Your welcoming harbors were the key that unlatched my heart.  Like the Crepe Myrtle, I shed my bark, to expose the pearly…

Scorn

fall upon and discard my saggy breast never good enough could never pass your family’s test   other women your eyes linger and sink talk of my beauty, char crisp dust lust for others, your toxic deceitful wink   someone else can taste your viscid hate I tire of you and your foul distain clog…