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The Girl With The Cherry, Parched Lips

May 24, 2020


Cherry, parched lips under beaten blue skies,
Perfect promises, and pretty lies,
A daisy chain, placed on her head,
Made from daisies, long ago dead.
Dear dryest drought,
Let us live without,
Let rain fall on her face,
With her unspoken grace.
Help her finnish her letter,
Soak her heart, with something better,
Ginger ale, sour lemonade
She fades along with a serenade
Sometimes she still wishes,
For the lies he told, and his fakest kisses,
But with his heart he still grips,
To the girl with the cherry, parched lips.


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  • happygiggles

    This is a beautiful poem! I love the way in which the commas are placed which means that the poem is said slowly and softly, it really suits the theme of the poem. Great work! (:

    6 months ago
  • Ahsan Nizaam

    It's simply beautiful a living breathing poem. The adjectives are what gives life to your poem. 'Perfect promises' 'pretty lies'

    6 months ago