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Sweet Scrub MAG

April 19, 2008
By Anonymous

Her smooth fingers
Coat a car windshield
With sun-kissed cream.
Dipped in butter soap,
Sponges soak up dirt,
Reveal the lost glimmer.
She sprays hose-water
Like an April shower,
Onto the glossy hood.
Her shiny reflection
Meanders in droplets
Down metallic doors.
Froth tickles her toes
As a bubble of delight
Escapes from pink lips;
It frolics with soapsuds,
Dancing to the melody
Of her sweet laughter.

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Calvin87 said...
on Nov. 18 2008 at 4:27 pm
This is so good. I love it.

on Nov. 17 2008 at 10:03 pm
Are you in love with the girl next door? I think you mean for this to sound deeper than it really is! i understand the concept! your way of exaggerating works! There's passion!

redthe great said...
on Nov. 12 2008 at 9:54 pm
what are you talking about maybe i am not reading it well but i dont know what you are talking about. the reason i ask is because it sounds as if you have deeper meaning but i just cant figure it.