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chicken feet

i got your back
sugar
i'm
se-ri-ous
as a heart attack

i'm clear and i'm
present
on target to
capture
and own it

whenever you've
got to
unclench, i'll be
your monkey,
your wench

gonna shake your
la-gun-a
whis-per
all them
magic words to ya

i got your back
lover
just you stop,
now
and let it all go

come slide on home
honey
fill me up
now
just let it all flow

Rene ~ 2013



Comments

  1. So filled with affection. Really nice.

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  2. this is just so sensitive and filled with affection.. heart-warming write Rene

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  3. haha gonna shake you laguna....smiles...this was fun, lots of great word play...and heart felt as well...very nice rene

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  4. a light hearted and "less than deep" take on the Poetics prompt...but that's my style, yo :)

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  5. This is great (ok, you're the monkey)

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  6. this was a lot of fun to read... loved how you played with the words... great take on the prompt!

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  7. brought a smile to my face! Really enjoyed your take on the prompt...and sitting beneath the light-heartedness, is just that hint of affection. Very well balanced.Thank you for sharing!- stu mcp

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  8. this sounds totally Rene, and I smiled throughout. your imagery is a hoot, your lyrical pace is spot on. atta girl!

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  9. I really liked the swagger and slang, Rene
    This you do well

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