I Have No Other Thoughts of You by Michelle FloydI've spent the better portion of the last seventy-two hours burning my retinas on every angle of your face, tracing you, memorizing you, ensuring that even shouldst I submerge all retention in the hallucination of my adult subsistence, the contours of your mouth, the wrinkles beneath your eyes, and the prominent slope of your nose will always be close upon my heels.
The very indention of your smile is an opium alluvion over all of my distracted senses, stretched over my frustration and -
over my thoughts.
And I can't stop thinking there will be a moment where you succumb to biology and inhume the soft fire of your wicked iris.
I mouth these lines against the face of reality, under my very tongue,
where I still carry the spices
of you. 02/10/2008 Author's Note: 27.December.2003
Posted on 02/11/2008 Copyright © 2024 Michelle Floyd
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