this makes me think of metaphors for getting with someone romatically and going to the flea market and haggling for the write price haggling with a whore sorry Fia it’s the images your challenge brought 💕

Haha great end there, friend.

Just reading Honoria’s comment above & I think she’s right. This one might need to be considered for your lyrics list on the album. It has a cadence that moves & the visual is captivating. Worth considering, my friend? 🤔

I remember this piece. I enjoyed it then, and I enjoy it now. Nice Damian.;))

hello dearest Damian I feel you I’m in love but the need for another hit outweighs romance great write 💕

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, H. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I sometimes have that effect, it’s just the lyricist in me. lol. I always enjoy your commentary. Appreciate you.

Damian

Tremendous

Something tells me this is so good .. I got a foot that can’t stop tapping .. 😎👍

Broken childhoods can still turn into beautiful things. The Japanese call it the art of kintsugi 🌼

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I hear you beautiful Fia people take them too seriously which hinders our creativity as it just flows I went through an anger period when I was going through a tough time and lost a lot of followers because of it peace to you lady let it come as it will 💕

Its a gift to be able to express feeling with words..I’m glad you have the gift 🌼

Words have serious magical power….that’s why we call it SPELLING. I’m sure you’ve that one before, but it’s true. Where do thoughts and inspiration come from? Poetry is the great filter. Use responsibly.

Cleverly penned, Fia. I always enjoy your musings. Phenomenal write, cuz. Appreciate you.

Damian

I think of my poetry as not by me. It’s by little ghost in my ear nagging me till I write their words down hehe. Wonderful ink, friend.

I can’t even count the emotions I’ve given ink to. Without poetry…I have no voice. Without a voice…we fade. Very nice

Clever word play. I especially like the transition:

“In moon river dreams, my limbs drifted
from pillow to ache within the attic”

Excellent write.

Thank you Joe. Isn’t it beautiful how music connects the world? Were all looking at the same moon river

What a well done, strong write. Poetry is so broad, so I look for what moves me, and makes me nod, with approval.
This succeeds quite well.

Cleverly penned, Ghosteen. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian