untitled [salt]
By brianne20
I am the lover's worst nightmare. His tongue is dry and swells up to fill his mouth like a bloated sponge between the cracked lips that once spelled DESIRE and WANT He comes to me a little boy begging, and asks for his drop of water. My blood dried up years ago I tell him. My bones are hard as rock. The only water in this desert are your tears, if you can make yourself cry. It's alright, he says. I LOVE YOU LIKE SALT.2000, Written November 24th, 2001 © on Nov 24 2001 02:40 PM PST 10 • 0
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"I am the lover's worst nightmare...."