Monday, May 7, 2012
love manifested
I am where there is no cross street
I am where my heart and head collide
I am where I learn why I have a tongue.
I am where I remember things by licking them.
I am where I pant for the forgetful.
I am where my mouth waters for you.
I am where skin on skin is love manifested.
I am where I soak up hearts with my taste-buds
I am where they stick inside my mouth
I am where it's hot and damp and stormy.
I am in some forgotten place, you don't remember
even though you were there.
I am where even poets need sleep.
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Poets United Contributor
love that last line especially :)
ReplyDeleteI knew you would appreciate that :)
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