I miss your fleshA Poem by Mark Heathcote
Like a ghost, ooh… I miss your flesh Oh, I’m haunted… Once I felt, invincible But, now I’m incredibly, shaky.
Like a ghost, ooh… I am missing your flesh… And all the secrets They possess… But, now I’m feeling, incredibly, lucky.
Bang, bang, bang right through my heart Remembering how you broke my heart. Miss placed forgiveness… Questions, every moment… When, did it all start?
Like a ghost, ooh… I miss your flesh Oh, I’m haunted… Like a ghost, ooh… I want to feel you’re bones Press…
Oh, I’m haunted… Once I felt, invincible But, now I’m incredibly, shaky. Unable to eat: no longer able to digest. All the love you ever left me…© 2013 Mark Heathcote |
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Mark HeathcoteMancheter, United KingdomAboutI like all kinds of poems but I tend to gravitate toward eastern spiritual poetry. My muse almost demands it of me. So you may find quite a few being poured out from time to time. I all so write man.. more..Writing
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