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february eleventh

by Ava Blu


our love is like lavender,
the scent whispering in our sheets
and layering our lives with just a touch of passion;

we have no need to scream,
to puncture our lungs for the world to see
how red we bleed,
for our love is just another stop
on the way outside.

02/11/2009

Posted on 02/11/2009
Copyright © 2025 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/12/09 at 12:55 AM

I really like that second stanza. It's a good sentiment, and you express it wonderfully and free of any cliches or anything that could be considered over-the-top.

Posted by Shonda Chrissonberry on 02/12/09 at 03:54 AM

I really like this.

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