entering the carnival’s tunnel of love two sets of cotton-candied lips and one pair of sun-baked vanilla ice cream hands his and upon exiting this lover’s chamber her disheveled sweater and his angora-fibered hands raise serious questions of his moral stand
I love your correlation to a carnival ride Charlie. I am writing a piece with similar tones. I am always pleased when the poetic journey (like waves) collides.
Read Between the Minds 
absolutely! 🙂
This brought a chuckle, brings up the question of love or lust, perhaps if true love he may have chosen to wait, perhaps not………
He’s certainly not a saint! Vivid images with the raciness … and I wonder how fast he walked to a bathroom and washed his angora-fibered hands.
oh you know… i love the vanilla ice cream hands… but they def. have to be faithful…
He has no moral stand.
I love your correlation to a carnival ride Charlie. I am writing a piece with similar tones. I am always pleased when the poetic journey (like waves) collides.
Oh,like this very much. Your imagery is wonderful. Those vanilla ice cream hand. Very descriptive. Love it.
Melanie
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too funny – and a bit messy for the participants 😉
(: nice distraction.