Home » Poems » Rico Leffanta » Star Struck

Star Struck

I was strumming my old guitar When I wished on a shooting star A glass of wine With Seven of Nine In her own Milky Way boudoir

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 3/18/2019 7:05:00 PM

G'day Rico … be careful. Dreams that come true can turn into nightmares - catch you Rico - Lindsay

Janice Canerdy

Date: 3/16/2019 9:40:00 AM

Good one--imaginative, Rico. Janice

Rico Leffanta
Date: 3/16/2019 7:34:00 PM

Just saw a blonde busting out on TV and lingered to watch 42D become 34C in subsequent scenes. I don't understand, "Seven of Nine" as, on first sight, I would have given her a ten, but, like Trump, TV is based on imagination. Thank you for reading and commenting! Aloha! Rico

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/15/2019 7:34:00 PM

Cool one!

Rico Leffanta
Date: 3/18/2019 6:25:00 PM

Mahalo, Andrea! Aloha! Rico

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 3/15/2019 4:43:00 PM

ah, suite, I always loved guitar players, they make my heart mellow ,

Rico Leffanta
Date: 3/16/2019 7:34:00 PM

Just be careful Marsh doesn't string you a line! Aloha! Rico