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A spout of realism.
It was the way she latched
herself to his arm
and kissed his unblemished cheek
when he smiled
Or the way
his unbroken hands of affection
clasped the summit of her shoulders
like a cliff face
while he slyly hints
a wink of carnal electricity to her
in mid conversation,
tracing the map of his love
on her thighs
while she spoke broken syllables
as her gaze always wandered.
The suddenness of eyes brightening
as he whispered soul down
her neck,
thats when it hit me
she wasn't coming back.
herself to his arm
and kissed his unblemished cheek
when he smiled
Or the way
his unbroken hands of affection
clasped the summit of her shoulders
like a cliff face
while he slyly hints
a wink of carnal electricity to her
in mid conversation,
tracing the map of his love
on her thighs
while she spoke broken syllables
as her gaze always wandered.
The suddenness of eyes brightening
as he whispered soul down
her neck,
thats when it hit me
she wasn't coming back.
Published 18th Mar 2013
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18th Mar 2013 3:39am
I like the geography metaphors, and not quite knowing if there are just two people involved or another looking on (at least I can't tell :) )
18th Mar 2013 6:39am
18th Mar 2013 7:02am
That last kiss good bye seem to tell on itself... itswhat wasn,t send in this piece that i like the most.. you gave us a short verse n let are minds wonder.. I enjoyed this thanks for sharing a pleasure.
