her sexy long walk down that isle seemed like it lasted for miles was simply breath taking her hip pose was stunning her smile was incredible an those beautiful blue eyes were Quite simply unforgettable that long Lucious Golden dark hair flowing through the air was simply Amazing and stare and who could ever forget her charisma and flair and her words special words to share dont forget about me capturing my imagination forever melting my heart away into that puddle of love during that Tender dark starry August summer night what dreams are Truly made of right there

True, very few women can walk like that. Haven't seen any, lately.

Dear Delightful,
You made a nice comment and it made me think a bit. Here are my responses:

1. Where to punctuate when eyes race from legs to hip then breasts to lips and blue eyes startle and goldy locks flip and in all this flipping unspoken words reach him [don't forget me] hurling him into an abyss whence he may never climb out.

Now this is a piece full of fighting words, won't get me friends. On the other hand...

2. In OP's poem he has used capitals as his conversational punctuation


He set the mood in the first four words: 'Her sexy long walk' and then brazenly goes on to 'hip pose was stunning'. I don't intend to psychoanalyze on these now; but if he had not skipped 'breasts', the poem would have bordered around locker room talk. He got away because he rushed us through to 'eyes and smiles' and did this by not using punctuation.

3. All these would have been trivial had the comment not reminded me of Dickens where he used lengthy sentences in his book Hard Times, a mockery on life in an industrial town; which in turn leads me to hypothesize that a sentence driven by contents needs lesser punctuation.

Your views please.

To Exandrine,
I hope you don't mind using your poem as a study.