A Virtuous Vice - Living Poetry

A Virtuous Vice

Going to bed with you

is like sniffing gas caps:

unhealthy, stupid

but, oh so good.

An acquired taste

like cheese, wine,

or pimiento olives.

A habit hard to quit

like nail biting, cigarettes,

or television.

Unavoidable.

Unexplainable.

Unbelievable.

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Can you identify what form I used to write this poem? 5 comments

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jimmythejock 9 years ago from Scotland

I love it Stacie you have the heart of a poet.....jimmy


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G-Ma Johnson 9 years ago from NW in the land of the Free

you go girl..so sweet and young...and so with it..I Love you stacie G-Ma Johnson


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gamergirl 9 years ago from Antioch, TN

I love this poem!


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cgull8m 9 years ago from North Carolina

A nice dedication for love, Stacie. Check my poems when you have a chance here. Cheers :)

http://cgullworld.blogspot.com/search/label/poem


bitv 8 years ago

it's like getting up without coffee..look out! nice hub post.

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