Categories Writing Practicing for What? Post author By G. Pearson Post date December 15, 2021 No Comments on Practicing for What? when the real thing’s far to loop in my head—our heads perfect then perform Share This!Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Tags art, Celibacy, Daily Poetry, dreams, earthly pleasures, gpoy, Hiatus, life of a writer, love letter, memories, Micro Poetry, nostalgia, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, romance, secret love, social distance, temptation, tumblr, Writing ← Too Bad It Doesn’t Smell of You → Dr. Einstein’s Bagels Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ