Discovering you hidden in the sheets
To welcome the draw of night
With the taste of your elicit mess
Comfort and fire
Between inside all around us
The way you kiss
The smell of your skin
Warmth of your breath
(the way I press)
Leaving you in the surf of sheets
To forsake patchwork dreams
For a world to impress
The push and pull
Of wounded memories tenderly vicious
The way I kiss
The smell of your skin
Warmth of your breath
(the way you press)
My huntress we'll keep tryin'
To leave these magnets of machination
Battered and broken
9/5/12
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Typed Word Series
PoetryWords connect all of us. Through laughter, memories, or ridiculous melancholy, we are what we say and what we write. TWS differs from WWS in form only. These are poems longer than 7 lines, allowing a little more freedom in exploring themes and more...
