Open Poetry #50 |
Desperado Saved |
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 enraptured by his midnight-black hair plastered down onto his face he tried to help her with her task soon was sitting where he'd lain "I'm not worth the effort, Mam, go away." My name is Faith, I found you and now you're mine ©October 14, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
quote:Profound close, Jerry. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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