deceitful tongue
wet falsepromising lips
an imitation
of fingertips
carves gently
on denied skin

you are still mine

in the scars
the cut wounds
like lovemaps
are the bruises on your back
and the bloodstains
on the wall

Poetry by MadinSane
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Written on 2005-05-25 at 22:43

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
a darkly brooding poem with a hint of anger there. love eh - how it cradles us.

Lord DarkRaven
Nice poem.
And I just learnt that you can only post 25messages a week. So I cant message you. Heh...

A.O.O. Augustsson
in your scars
in the cut wounds
it pour out soulful words
you are glimmering in any languages...