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A Comet Kind of Love Words by Deniz Ataman Images by Christine Stoddard Modeled by Jeanne Joe Perrone & John Cappello Shot in New York City in January 2015 QuailBellMagazine.com Maybe my love is like one of those famous comets that sear the sky once every seven or eleven years. By then, I'll know what to do when love streaks across my gaze, blazing, bright, and perhaps blue: I’ll scrunch love’s hair, and punch love's arm And kiss love's nose, grab love's hand, when I slip on love's welcome mat. I’ll even make love coffee, decaf for love, extra espresso for this morning grouch. I’ll wear love’s clothes With my favorite boots and won't even spray perfume. I’ll point to love when I speak To a complete Stranger And say, “See that one? Yeah, I'm wearing love's shirt right now.” I’ll keep love warm When winter brings us the cold shudders with extra bourbon and tea when love feels lonely. And spritz love with a hose When summer’s heat Forces its tongue down our throats. I’ll laugh when love and I sing off key. La de da, da da le? And I’ll say yes when love asks me to stay, and I’ll tell love see you later when love tells me it's time to leave. So, dear sky, When a comet comes blazing, So will I. #Unreal #Poetry #PhotoTales #Love #Goofy #Relationships #Mates #Partner #Dating #Soulmates #TrueLove #Lovers Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter. CommentsComments are closed.
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