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A COPPER CASCADE
by Paul Curtis Her crowning glory Of cascading copper Pours like molten rust Onto the pure and unblemished Milk white skin Of her neck and shoulders How I envy each burnished strand Spilling onto her alabaster skin Touching where my lips may not I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |