Topic: My Queen
a4leafclover2u2's photo
Sat 01/19/08 05:10 PM
She walks with clouds under her feet,
and speaks, as a linguist, to a mello beat.
Entrancing all who call..with a smile,
though under it all, is a pall guile.

Seeking endlessly her eyes they fog,
for she's ne'er seen her true kings blog =)
A heart so tired, eye wry from the spy
of every fake guy..and dumb lie try.

Perchance, adversity has stung to deep..
never to meet ol' sweet feet's leap.
Yet and still, the quill does spill it's fill
to hill the Jack's ever sought Jill.

Mac

MirrorMirror's photo
Sat 01/19/08 05:12 PM
smokin

kc0003's photo
Sat 01/19/08 05:38 PM
good write 4

drinker

a4leafclover2u2's photo
Sat 01/19/08 05:39 PM
tnx..inspired piece..Mac

good write 4

drinker

TxsGal3333's photo
Sat 01/19/08 05:43 PM
good one bigsmile