Scrapbook Fragment August 1959
Summer crush
Dances while dirty dishes wait
Breathless age
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Thanks to Tess Kincaid for
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"Breathless age"--I love that line....so full of multiple meanings.
ReplyDeleteEnough to make anyone hold their breath, an unexpected dance. :-)
ReplyDeleteI love the polaroid look you gave the image, a perfect counterpoint to your micropoem.
ReplyDeleteI love him! Delicious fever !!
ReplyDelete¿No es correcto?
Poignant, nostalgic, sexy.
ReplyDeleteNever pass up the opportunity to take a swirl around the kitchen with your sweetheart.
ReplyDeleteI hadn't noticed boy in 1959. That came a bit later.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day honey. Big hugs to you and my very best to Miss Lucy. ♥♥♥
I am feeling nostalgic with your sweet, excellent li'l piece. The economy of words effectively translate the emotions needed for one not to get affected. well done!
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"breathess age" indeed! Thanks for this.
ReplyDeleteindeed, dishes can wait :D beautiful poem.
ReplyDeletemmmm..lovely!
ReplyDeleteI feel a wonderful spontaneity in your words.
ReplyDeleteOoo, I like it! Forget those dirty dishes for now.
ReplyDeleteSuperb lines! Let d dishes wait!
ReplyDeleteSuch a dirty dancing dish !
ReplyDeletesummer crush...oh yes!
ReplyDeleteForget the dishes...
ReplyDelete"Breathless age" - Yes. Indeed. :)
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