Trying something new here, after some poetic advice from a friend.
Here we go:
The dove makes love to a
is in your mind,
is in your mind.
Frozen in time, I
the dust of
With to-ta-li-ta-ri-an gi-bber-ish,
But no one wants to limit their
With a frank
When the dust does
When the leaves
What was the advice my friend gave me? PAY ATTENTION TO RHYTHM AND RHYME! Also I just intend to beef up my editing of poems from now on instead of slapping them onto the blog or my family or wherever instantaneously.
Let me know if this piece works, and what could be better about it.