Some interesting poems

Blogs I find through the wonders of Site Meter, part three: Dirt Road Journey's.

Slice of Watermelon
Juicy escapee
running down your chin

Arched back
Soft conversation
Breathy serenade
in liason

I'd make you dinner
if you could make me.
Bury your face in my neck
I'll pour the cognac.

You know I can't
take constructive criticism.
Tell my pride to have
a seat.
Because it isn't you,
it's just me.

All of a sudden
I think of
Alex P. Keaton
I need my chucks,
something to put my feet in.