Posted on June 4, 2011 at 6:36pm 0 Comments 0 Likes
the rain is fiery
it feels very scary from inside my house
are you awake to share my fire and chill;
are you asleep, far away, forgetting?
what are you afraid of me for, sweet lover:
for reaping your lips as if i sowed them;
for revealing for you the higher truth of your body;
for stealing the essence of the night we shared, or for adding blood to it?
what is not clear enough for you:
when i speak to you through words and through silence;
when i…
Kelli Swearingen said… Welcome to Poetry Critique, Dina!
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This made me laugh very hard: "it was probably when i spilled my camomile and was listening to andy williams lol!"
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