Drag

Nov 16, 2013 by

 

Drag      

                                those

                                                                eyes

                                                      across mine as

my thoughts solely          surmise               

                                                                the                         despair                                                                

hidden

in your cries.  

  

And from those muted

                                lips I divine

your tongue –

                                well-versed in the art of              

                                                                                lies

                is
capable of clipping

                                                wings and bringing about

                                demise.

Deaf are your ears

to                            words,

                numb

        is
your flesh

to mine.

What is

                                                                                                                                                                                   obscured

                will
                                        never    be

                                observed.                                          

Are we both

haunted

                and
hunted

by time?

 

 

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