feeble ribs
caressing porcelain
hearts
ink dipped tongue
every word he
uttered was
poetry
she painted him
with hues of gray
leaving a piece
of her crumbling
soul in each
stroke
his sleepless nights
spent with
pencil smudged
fingers
trying to find
the words
to describe her
they were 2:00 am
lovers
with blemished
hearts trying
to find love
in each other
~ am
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
feeble ribs
caressing porcelain
hearts
ink dipped tongue
every word he
uttered was
poetry
she painted him
with hues of gray
leaving a piece
of her crumbling
soul in each
stroke
his sleepless nights
spent with
pencil smudged
fingers
trying to find
the words
to describe her
they were 2:00 am
lovers
with blemished
hearts trying
to find love
in each other
~ am
