Monday, December 15, 2008
let my lips move
across the canvas
of your soul,
or your body,
whichever you are willing
to part with-
to let me touch
where you are crying,
calling out.
so lets just run away
and keep going,
or keep screaming,
if you’re there
i don’t care
i would go insane.
and the only ground
i can feel…
is you under me
let me carve
my name
into your heart.
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2 comments:
That is very intense sam! There's a lot of passion your word choice which i believe lends the poem a very intimate feeling. The imagery you use draws forth a lover's tryst with enough believable depth that draws you in. Color me impressed.
well... thank you :-D
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