30 poems in 30 days challenge! Day 1
High heels and a nose job,
Nothing else could lift her spirits.
Parachutes, airplanes, a rocket to the Moon,
Lifting him up and setting him free all at once.
The first Rising Sun, martial arts, Yoko Ueno,
She rises and shines, deep in concerntation then soaring in rhythm.
If the things that could lift us up, could keep us there forever,
Would we know ecstacy?
High heels and a nose job,
Nothing else could lift her spirits.
Parachutes, airplanes, a rocket to the Moon,
Lifting him up and setting him free all at once.
The first Rising Sun, martial arts, Yoko Ueno,
She rises and shines, deep in concerntation then soaring in rhythm.
If the things that could lift us up, could keep us there forever,
Would we know ecstacy?
