by Kimberly Bare

words fell from your lips
like blood from the prick of a fingertip


you splattered the remnants
across the blank canvas
of me
then called it your masterpiece

your name is waiting on my tongue
thick with emotion
the taste of you lingers


like the tears flowing as i caress
a faceless pillow
crushing soft petals of the flowers
you never gave me

still i lay, hopelessly entwined,
in your nonexistent embrace


Posted on 09/10/2003
Copyright © 2022 Kimberly Bare

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Melinda Sordino on 09/12/03 at 09:58 PM

this is a wonderful, wonderful piece. and by wonderful i mean absolutely amazing...

Posted by Agnes Eva on 01/09/04 at 10:50 PM

at once full.. and full of absence. interesting push and pull, unveil and hide here :)

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