Elan Mudrow
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Waking Is Ours
Posted on June 5, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
I have entered So many nights With you Entrusted my sleep To your closed eyes Accepted your heat Under shared blankets Buried my head In the pillows of your absence Your scent is mine Waking is ours
Published
Posted on April 24, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Category: Poetry, The Fashioned SeriesTags: Author, Comedy, Dinnerware, Funny, Home Decor, Humor, Poem, Poetry, Romance, Sex, Utensils, Writer, Writing
Laminate Is A Pervert
Posted on April 13, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Don’t snuggle with a rug Unless properly vacuumed And groomed Hardwoods are bit ornery but shine right up When waxed with love Hook Shag up with a van They’re meant for each other Indoor Outdoor likes it both ways Tiles are squares, most… Continue Reading “Laminate Is A Pervert”
Washcloths Are Scrubs
Posted on April 6, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
A bath towel knows the raw and rude truth Which in most cases Is not a good thing A paper towel gets wet Easily. Then it’s all over In one or two short wipes A kitchen towel thinks they’re fancy schmancy But is… Continue Reading “Washcloths Are Scrubs”
Category: Poetry, The Fashioned SeriesTags: Advice, Author, Bathroom, Cleanliness, Decor, Erotic, Household, Interior Decorating, Kitchen, Poem, Poetry, Relationships, Sex, Towels, Writer, Writing
Never Smooch A Brooch
Posted on March 23, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Always walk arm and arm With a purse. They’re insecure And get addicted to junk Don’t listen to babbling bracelets They get caught up in the apparel Never hang out with a trashy trinket Necklaces will fool you With spoiled-ass sweet talk… Continue Reading “Never Smooch A Brooch”
Vastness
Posted on February 6, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Moons hug tightly to their brightened lovers, never letting go, gravity keeping them together. Stars and galaxies fill the void around them, flying farther and farther apart. Their vast emptiness is not an increase in solitude. The darkness is full of energies. Sometimes I… Continue Reading “Vastness”
A World Away Means We Are Dust
Posted on January 26, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
A world away means we are dust Showing a sign Is a leaf in the crack of the sidewalk Even if I did say Something stupid You know I’m true Even though I got mad You know my heart is real… Continue Reading “A World Away Means We Are Dust”
I See Behind The Glance
Posted on January 16, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
I see behind the glance The smell of hair My nose dug deep Kisses graze off Missed deserts drink Daylight, a fear Nighttime, a place of fibs Soft hidden in the harsh I have no sight Beyond what I feel Fingertips… Continue Reading “I See Behind The Glance”
Category: PoetryTags: Author, Creative Writing, Depression, Erotic, Heartbreak, Kissing, Loneliness, Love, Meditation, Night, Nighttime, Passion, Poem, Poetry, Sex, Spirituality, Writer, Writing
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