What an interesting opening. The mirror shivers upon your approach. I like this.

Thank you, Fia. And Happy Holidays!

Some days I glance at the mirror and can’t figure out who the stranger is. Like the mirror has ripples. But it’s no funhouse. I felt this one

Mirrors don’t lie! It’s the cold hard truth when it comes to appearances.
I enjoyed the piles of yesterskin!

Merry Christmas!

Okay. I didn’t know the mechanics of it, but now I do. My ex wife couldn’t walk past a mirror without stopping to admire herself, but she might run past them now, what with all that yesterskin pilled up. You’re hittin’ on all eight, old man.

So this is your song if only…I like it.

A song played on a radio, as a teen-aged girl dreams of that secret crush she has. I’m sure that this lyrical gem has been played for so many young women, and men. It’s called a crush because thats what it feels like in our chests, huh!

Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. I really like this a lot. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Chère F.,
Every time I discover more reasons to love your write to bits.
And this is also such an event.
At the end of your poem, you offer a possibility to choose. Simply wonderful, but it reminds me of a song I once wrote. A long long time ago. And its title is Bevrijdingsdag. Translated: liberation day. I wouldn’t write a song with such a title today, but that’s another story.

The chorus of the song is forceful and perhaps a bit extreme. It translates like this:

You said ‘Married’ – and I said so what
I’d love to choose if I may
Don’t talk to me about divorce
Everyday’s liberation day

And then I asked the public:
You’ve heard it. She said ‘married’. But didn’t say who is married, so it’s up to you to choose.
– is he married
– is she married
– are they both married, but not to each other

Raise your hands!

And I would let the public decide. And I would have three songs ready to fit the decision.
A situation, prone to personal ‘colouring’. My personal colouring that is. I’m not On a stage for nothing.

Yes, a bit of a long reply. But maybe an idea 💡 for if and when you’re going to do some beat poetry. The public will love you all the more for this kind of surprises. Really.
I’m a huge fan of open mic evenings; maybe I can transfer some of the excitement to you.
Other than that: keep them coming, please.

Warm regards, Gus

Very nice indeed ma’am .. Neville 😎🌻👍

Passionately penned, Fia. Damn, the room got hot. This one is fire my friend. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Sizzling piece Fia. Well written and scorching hot. xo

amazingly penned, a tantalizing, fiery read. that’s sensually engaging.
~ c

Like this sexiness Lady, we agree that a great piece of writing can stir the loins. Tight work

This feels raw and self-aware, especially in how it explores the act of reading as intimacy. There’s a lot of honesty here.

This is some sexy voyeurism you got going on here, Fia
Steamy hot!!

Thanks for the information, Fia. Is that spam right above my comment? Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Great info. Thanks Fia.

Good to know:).
Thanks for being transparent and letting us know what the process is.