Open Poetry #1 |
The Inevitable |
JavaJack New Member
since 1999-07-14
Posts 4 |
Tingling through her pores Dancing between the prints of her fingertips Her energy is compressed With the clentch of her fist. Heart drops from merely a kiss Sprouting security Shouting trust Blooming lust in gentle shades of red. But lips have a tendency to part When speaking of how things Just aren't meant to be. Stifling predictions Of only memories rising from her lover's Side of the bed tomorrow, Smiling as usual, dressing before her...slowly, Smothers her thoughts within a bed unmade. So tonight she'll draw the shade To block the morning sun. |
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Dragon Member
since 1999-07-14
Posts 138Highmount,NY ,USA |
Lovely..what things we do for love. |
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