August MacGregor

Celebrating Sensuality. Intended for mature audiences, 18 and over

Prompt Poems: Messenger, Sunrise, You, Illusion

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She plops
her messenger bag
on the
coffee shop’s table,
and she’ll
never know
how much
I enjoy her
tattooed beauty.

*****

He’s not sure
if she’s more
beautiful
in the glow
of the sunset
or the
sunrise,
but decides
it doesn’t
really matter.

*****

Upon the
sunrise,
she is
grateful
that he is
still
in her bed
and not
rushing off
to check the
green of another
field.

*****

It was you
always you
and
it took me
years
of fumbling
stumbling
dumbling
to finally
see it.

*****

Trick of the light,
a desperate mirage,
fool’s gold glitter,
your eyes
that night
were
looks of illusion
as you made
empty promises.

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Author: augustmacgregor

I'm a writer of erotica and romantic fiction.

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