My lover
you speak no words
just a stern look on your face
It tells me all I need to know.
I know what you want.
But why
are you so quiet.
How can you make love to me,
with no words
save only sighs.
I'd never know
that you are alive
if it wasn't for
your hot breath
curling around my neck
or the sweat on your brow
falling to the pillow under my head
But I know how you are,
yet I still love you.
I know that
I am just a doll to you,
to toss aside
and to play with
when you're bored.


*********I had a dream in which I was 'with' a zombie. Weird inspiration for a poem eh?*****

04/15/2002

Posted on 04/15/2002
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