I'll Tell You No Lies
by Megan Guimbellot
and here we go again round and round this mattress, pulling the sheets back and diving right in.
your hands pulling at my hair, pulling at my shirt, fingernails deep in your back and this is how i remember you dear
this is what i remember
Author's Note: Written centuries ago, before i'd been reminded of what love was
Posted on 02/08/2008
Copyright © 2020 Megan Guimbellot
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/08/08 at 04:21 AM|
Must have been interesting to look back on it. I like doing that sometimes myself. At any rate, it's a good piece.
|Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 02/08/08 at 04:40 AM|
fierce. this is actually quite honest of you ms. guimbellot. very heated and not for the kiddies. either way, your words hit hard and grab the guts of the reader. fine work miss.
|Posted by Peter Hsu on 02/10/08 at 12:30 AM|
Memories of what seemed like love sound like memories of some desperate fight.
Centuries pass, but these words still carry their weight.