Love
Contributed by
LostDream
on
Wednesday, 15th January 2003 @ 10:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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With that same look,
weird and far,
almost painted
upon your face,
I erase
the hands
of the man inside you,
along the body
of the girl inside me,
and I bleed
your hair
that I cannot forget.
That day,
is too far,
too close,
too present,
too heavy,
I keep it between my hands
but it burns and it hurts,
I'd want to let it fall down
in the void
of your lips,
not a mystery anymore
to my sweet tongue.
Instead,
I keep it here,
craving and silent,
speechless in the impossibility
of taking a place
in my blue days.
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LostDream
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2003-01-15 22:20:00] (Date/Time posted on
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