Bob Dylan's French Kiss- Do You Like This Poem?

Poem: Bob Dylan's French Kiss


By: Misty Lackey








Bob Dylan's french kiss


mixed with plastic soda


and beans.


Drinking solid newspaper


jeans young girl wants


to be inside the scream.





Fade to color


the scene


turns black.


Attack of the bees


honey singing to


the cows.


I want to be your


makeup girl we can


sing until the sun


blows pearls.





Bubbles blowing


the doors of candles.


Music flames for


our butterflies.


Wear the note


and the french kiss


danced from the moonlight


of your tongue.





Restless angels.


Love's arrows.


Swing to me again


and tangle the breeze


with your magic covered


stick.


Butter meets the melt.


Heat for the present day.


Summer hot babes


but your tongue is born


to rain.





Falling the swift stars


of earth.


Shining the lips of


silver wrapped for


presents of skin.


Piece by piece


young virgin sleeps.





Reminder you can dance


like a cat and lick your last


bones.


Lock up the chains and


sleep with the fire's night


light on.


Dylan the star of the belt


hold the tie and loop through


the fabric of teeth.


Soft like your hair between


the two chairs.


I want to be your shampoo


between your french kiss


young blood and perfume.


Fresh night moon shining


under the black sweet


truth.





Two blue shoes on your


last history feet.


Walk on the sun and listen


to your heart beating spots


of tragic age or a sweet voice


blessed us and we know the


last ride home is you.

Bob Dylan's French Kiss- Do You Like This Poem?
You have the bob dylans beat.
Reply:yes



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