Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

salt

driftwood skin

sea glass eyes

****** guile

raw and toothless

husks of promises

trawling for exoskeletons

you were mine

i was yours

but i am not one

to let wounds fester

even first cuts

are licked clean

with time

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
tc
American
Published
Jun 14, 2013
Lines·Words
13·39
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell tc how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write