Stain

Stain

A Poem by Gatlianne



My lips were stained
From the Merlot
And all I could think
Was that one day soon
They’d again be the color
Though stained by bruises
Left from fervent lips
Instead of wine


© M/Gatlianne 2009

© 2009 Gatlianne


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Gatlianne
Gatlianne

Athens, AL



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Described by some as an alien disguised as a beautiful earthling woman, inner peace in human form, and a tiny ball of fire, Gatlianne knew at a young age that she was different from her peers. Growin.. more..

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