This is in answer to a poetry challenge proposed by yours truly. I randomly chose nine words. I stole this idea directly from gbdances!
Is luck a date and
can I make it?
Will you balance me
between the genius of
your mouth and tongue
Fly me like a bird
Even though your heart
yearns for lost tin cans
tied together hoping for a call?
Only it’s war time and there is
a blackout in your heart.
Arwen Nightstar aka Stephanie Lynch
June 25, 2003