I had hoped
she would suffer
the same fate as I,
salt kissed bruises harsh
against the ivory of her neck,
salt lingering between her tonsils,
drowning in the ocean of those eyes.
He saved her.
Jan 15, 2013
Jan 15, 2013 at 10:49 PM UTC
I had hoped
she would suffer
the same fate as I,
salt kissed bruises harsh
against the ivory of her neck,
salt lingering between her tonsils,
drowning in the ocean of those eyes.
He saved her.
This is a follow up of my other piece, http://hellopoetry.com/poem/i-pushed-her-in/ .
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