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On Suffering Desire

By daliheldthehandofg0d

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

sun splitting through my hair every fragile strand alike in subtle ways as your feldspar eyes knock on doors my soul always denies pressing blushing lips to you it almost escapes with you’re all that I’m holding onto you’re all that I’m holding onto cascading into your guarded self portrait of fragmenting twilights as my overcast gaze asks where you will be when I awake turning blushing lips into the sword that stabs in me into my skin, again, again into my skin, again GBE Written May 14th, 2001 © on Oct 31 2001 01:52 PM PST   10 • 0 • 8

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