Stray Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Stray



Stray

Weather is chilly-fine
-dress light for a walk.
-I bring coffee cups
-to rim, full of vodka.
-Here, there we stop,
-I steal but return
-kisses to warm us up.

Saturday, January 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: flirtation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 27 January 2018

Brilliant pace and creative lines that usher in the impact of the last line. Very innovative!

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