Open Poetry #1 |
Read at a Whisper |
justin New Member
since 1999-07-13
Posts 7Pittsburgh, PA USA |
Here, now on the soft cold couch here now,love me touch my trembling neck not softer then your breath and speak not louder than the other noises we might make let me listen let me hear those sounds though I am not your knight I am not your royalty kiss me anyway please, God, kiss me lest I be a prince . . . ? |
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Sally S. Senior Member
since 1999-06-07
Posts 847Ohio |
Consider yourself kissed. Nice poem. |
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