BlackberriesA Poem by MiriamMB just thinking of summer time Barefoot, swinging on the porch swing You tucked so deep I can’t breathe Don’t know what it’s like beyond your body pressing down Smothering me into soft sleep Baby how to do my blackberries taste in your mouth When you bite down Am I sweet or do I sting your mouth sour? © 2012 MiriamMB |
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MiriamMBDenver, COAboutI write, and I want a place to share my poetry, read other people's poetry and learn to grow as a writer. I want to write on more than just impulse. more..Writing
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