the soft barrier between us
a cotton and folded cloth mask of wishes
a storm of tears
that seeps from my soul at hours such as this
a thing that abhors the weak
and reviles the strong
i am cold in this room
alone with only photographs
to reflect you
i only need wait few more days
panic flees followed by fear
there is a woman out there i would
love to be with
envelope, swallow, taste
**** upon
cleanse our souls with her
quick and hard frame
her lean form is now in the room
she disrobes and makes to the beds edge
i cannot deny
this is a dangerous road
Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 4:54 AM UTC
the soft barrier between us
a cotton and folded cloth mask of wishes
a storm of tears
that seeps from my soul at hours such as this
a thing that abhors the weak
and reviles the strong
i am cold in this room
alone with only photographs
to reflect you
i only need wait few more days
panic flees followed by fear
there is a woman out there i would
love to be with
envelope, swallow, taste
**** upon
cleanse our souls with her
quick and hard frame
her lean form is now in the room
she disrobes and makes to the beds edge
i cannot deny
this is a dangerous road
the redhead is rachell..
this poem is dedicated to Daniel James who runs hello poetry...without his work, none of us would be here...
and elliot too :-)
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