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as a goodnight kiss
by Emily Davidsonthe art of
a single-finger
connect-the-dots
over flesh covered curves and bends.
playing me like the
notes you've mastered
and leaving me like
a piece incomplete.
as your bloodflow moves throughout your veins
i can feel its crimson massacre
as unfinished as a goodnight kiss.
you'll leave my mouth
sweet, sour, salty, and spicy
and no mint can mute that taste. 11/22/2003 Posted on 11/22/2003
Copyright © 2024 Emily Davidson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 11/22/03 at 07:56 PM outstanding imagery...Welcome to Pathetic |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 03/11/05 at 04:05 PM wow! what strong imagery...i had a boy like this in my life as well...truly a waste of precious time...love those last three lines, they're beautiful and unique |
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