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by Wendy GealMy skin bubbles up in a constant chill
When I am around you
The smoothing brush of your honeyed touch
Keeps my pulse going again&again--
Uncommencing, I may shatter
When I lie in your arms and fall like
Broken glass
And everytime I taste you, I put out
a fire with my tongue
Coiling myself in you with perfect singe
And falling to ashes. 06/22/2005 Posted on 06/22/2005
Copyright © 2024 Wendy Geal
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Felicia Aguilar on 06/22/05 at 10:07 PM The description and vivid imagery in this is really beautiful. I especially like this line: The smoothing brush of your honeyed touch |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 06/22/05 at 11:02 PM this really isnt a poem i should read in my current state...HORNY...and dissatisfied with current lack of relationships. i find i get aroused and angry at the same time while reading this...hehe, the sign it is a good write, emotional attachment...~JPP |
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