Okay, let me just start by saying I freakin' love this!.
I especially love the imagery presented in this poem, especially in the first half of the poem, especially in the third and fourth verse, '[i]In your bomber jacket, I remember it well
With the white cuffs stained with an odd yellow tinge
Of Nicotine. You don't look your best.
Either side of your powdered nose is a
Rose-coloured sore and, although turned-up
And lovely, is sporting a rather ugly
Silver bull ring,
Like I could clip on a leash and tow you home[/i]
That really stands out for me and I have to say it is possibly me favourite part of the poem.
I really think this is one of your best and hope that all your others are as amazing and excellent in the future XD
I especially love the imagery presented in this poem, especially in the first half of the poem, especially in the third and fourth verse, '[i]In your bomber jacket, I remember it well
With the white cuffs stained with an odd yellow tinge
Of Nicotine. You don't look your best.
Either side of your powdered nose is a
Rose-coloured sore and, although turned-up
And lovely, is sporting a rather ugly
Silver bull ring,
Like I could clip on a leash and tow you home[/i]
That really stands out for me and I have to say it is possibly me favourite part of the poem.
I really think this is one of your best and hope that all your others are as amazing and excellent in the future XD