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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
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