My draft is done, and it’s not even 11 p.m.. It is a bit of a stretch for me — I’m not very comfortable with love poems, don’t feel that I write especially good ones, that I skirt sentimentality on a razor thin edge, and maybe go over that edge. All the more reason, then, to try one after a long drought.
{poof!}
That’s very … effective. xo
Effective…contraceptive? š
No, no — I was trying to think of something to say that wasn’t “my god, that is a very sexy poem,” (which it totally is) but I couldn’t, so I went with “effective” which is as close as I could get. That’s why I’m not a poet. Not so good on individual word choice.
LOL It’s not the word choice alone, but the word choice combined with a tone I couldn’t decipher combined with a writer’s infinite insecurity! Thank you for coming back to relieve my worry, very considerate! xoxo