Open Poetry #47 |
Desperado and Faith |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
his eyes burnt from the sun Desperado tasted cool water on parched lips a voice from faraway I am here a heavenly voice soft hands on his nakedness pulling, tugging his hands you must help me if you are to live Desperado blinked, blinked again she dropped water into his eyes it blurred everything but he could see, he wasn't blind as she tugged and pulled Desperado could make out midnight-black hair hanging down in his face he tried to help her sit him up he soon was sitting where he'd lain "I'm not worth the effort, go away" My name is Faith, I found you and you're mine ©November 11, 2011 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Faith, I like that Jerry. I thinnk the story is going to take a turn for the better. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, I also like that name, wonder why. Well, Desperado still has his quest, but now he has Faith. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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