Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
I am without garments
My soul fully disclosed.
The fruit offered seductively
is dropped pit half exposed.
The juice drenches my flesh,
I am drenched only in woe.
Never will I see the heavens
When I've tasted down below.
Francisco DH
Written by
Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems