Dear Charles,
I wonder if I went back in time
to rewrite history all in rhyme
might we have met in a salacious bar
and made dirty love beneath the stars?
Waking up wrapped in hotel linen
tasting lips still stained with gin
I ponder how my name might sound
from your tongue with words profound
Would I become a tawdry poem,
your desire, an insatiable, cursed omen,
master, beast, A Dog From Hell
seductions of some wicked spell?
Don’t leave me yet, I have not said
all I wish to proclaim before bed
take these words and eat them,
like the fabric beneath my ruffled hem~
(Read Apryl’s fabulous article on L.K. Thayer
© 2012
The Juice Bar 
I love this lyrical poem Apryl! You have a great love of words and play with them masterfully! Thanks for sharing with The Juice Bar
and for your amazing feature in LA Examiner! You are a brilliant writer my dear! 🙂
Thank you for the opportunity to share my work much love and inspiration to you. ~Apryl
outstanding right – ambience and all
oh forgot the question mark : )
Loved the poem Apryl!
This wonderful little poem delighted me! A delicious romp that touched a salty part inside me not visited often enough. Thank you for sharing your talent!
A wonderful, playful poem, Apryl. I’m so glad you are getting the recognition you deserve!
Danny
I like this poem and the kind of nostaligia it stirs up
Oh just revisiting this poem again. Thank you all for the replies and the kind words. Love to all of you. ~A