Space Between Usmature
Your pupils envelop your iris, and I wish
That I could forgive your caressing hand, and
our lips would kiss, and release as we crease the sheets
With misunderstanding and tearful violence, but silence
ensues after your massage; you get the message
and fall limp in the bed, your head
turned away from my cold now becoming hot; not
sure if my resignation was worth your shirt, my skirt
not being flung full force on the floor - more
even to say we could embrace, your face
on the space between my face and my chest; rest
no more, I'm ready to supplicate! But Fate
would say, "your hearts sleep broken in a fight, tonight."
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Space Between Us, which
was posted on Sep 19, 2011 by
Nat.
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"brief poem playing with rhymes"
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Love / Romance, Mature Themes, Spoken Word
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