beat
under my skin
which is lit
by flickering kisses
of purple candles
i squirm
writhe
You fingertips are
storytellers
beat
i squint
trying to see
the shadow creatures
hugging the hollows
of your cheek
more clearly
beat
the buzzing
constancy
of thought in my head
dead stop
my breath sounds
haggard
yours is warm
on the thin skin of my neck
beat
you are smooth
your flesh like
the underbellies of
oleanders
You are warm
like perpetual warmth
of a tired cat's stomach
I can feel your heart
beating
Author notes
Written September 1st, 2006
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Beautiful poem I love the heart beats between each stanza very creative. Great job.
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You are poetry, you are love
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