*A Poem by Brigitte Adela
Desire captured my mind.
My eyes hungared for their colour. Come to me. Go on. I dare you. I dare me. To contain Dont Make Me! I plant a crack on your face, a crease by your eyes. You know don't you? You can feel it? ha! No! I wear your smell like a tattoo. Your laugh, emprinted. That sound that I so dearly cherish. Dearly hate. Kiss kiss. Night night. © 2011 Brigitte Adela |
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Added on September 2, 2011 Last Updated on September 2, 2011 Author
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