Poetry by Jeff Green


Hollow beauty

by cricketjeff on July 15, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Her golden brown legs
were long and shapely.
Her hair, light brown,
reached to her waist
and her open smile
melted the hardest
metal hearts.

I wooed her assiduously,
moved in closer bought
her drinks and trinkets.
We made love, while she
painted her nails and
talked about her friends.

Author notes

50 words max., any form, any style

Spelling and grammar do count.

The prompt is: “There was something about him/her that was like biting on tinfoil.”…..a paraphrase from Steven King

And no, there is no connection between this story and any person alive or dead.