re "Love Your Poem, Sally Omar."

Love Your Poem, Sally Omar.
you are not red
your lips, tongue, blood, are,
and I bet, not [“bred” = missprint, don’t remember word], is,
a passion to just bite
the apple, red,
the juices dripping:
there, now, to be dried (kissed)
and say, hello!
just thought I espied a safe space;
saw, as well, two semetrical
petal blobs situated, and
arranged as [wo] cheeks, as [yu] kiss. = [ ] misprints / forgot words
truely, did the two bits of poem
oust, sound; spit out instead of [“flu,” = misprint/ forgot the word]
as well as this third one to you


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poetry, salutation

i am AS i am (discovery than platform): I sculpt chisel my letters (runes?) ’sthough on stone, remembered when vanishes elrctricity; paper; canvass; memory

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  • Sally Omar
    Sally Omarabout 5 years ago

    So happy you enjoyed it!!!!! And I loved your poem!!!! xoxoxoxox

  • RosaCobos
    RosaCobosabout 2 years ago

    You love those lips…opening and closing the vacuum of the Soul…
    and with that fragance….difficult to forget.
    Love this poem…this freedom.

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