This has happened twice to me in the past month, that I found exactly the right words to describe what I wanted.
Those two phrases were (italicized):
"We walk in wind that tastes of blue,
and is like damp clean cotton
against our skins --
and we walk together."
and
"I love the way your hair
falls around your face,
the way you move
with your cyclone grace..."
Anybody else ever hit just the right words, and known instantly that's what had to be there in the poem?
Those two phrases were (italicized):
"We walk in wind that tastes of blue,
and is like damp clean cotton
against our skins --
and we walk together."
and
"I love the way your hair
falls around your face,
the way you move
with your cyclone grace..."
Anybody else ever hit just the right words, and known instantly that's what had to be there in the poem?