This is a poem I wrote based on a Pablo Neruda poem. Here's hoping you enjoy! *clinks glass*
For my part, I believe myself to be luscious of lip and long of lash; of hair straight as an arrow; long-bodied; of narrow feet; with skin imperfections; generous with forgiveness; with a focus phobia; too tender of heart; a ridiculous lover of art, musicals, and canine kisses; a bohemian at heart; Scottish to the bone; a tiptoe-r through green grass; a follower of rules; liberator of time; a hard-core loyalist to family; wary of my rivals; a smeller of spicy scents; an entrepreneur of fairy tales and fantastical worlds; a paperback world traveler; tearfully happy under willow trees; a dancer on hardwood and in rain; curious in corner shops; alive in crisp air woodlands; able to survive minus cell phones; a devourer of books; shy on stages; “born in a barn” indoors; clumsy in silence, brilliant set to music; happily messy; mediator during fights; excited in the cinema; perpetually late; all for good causes; a singer by birth and a giddy wallflower.
4 years ago