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Tenderly Dry

Those lips are cracked .

The voice is gentle.

The sound of love echoes in her tears.

The lips are dry from biting as she tries to push past the pain.

The lips tremble as the tears fall.

The winter has come and no moisture remains on her lips as the teardrops freeze.

Those lips are tender and bleeding.

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  • adsaige
    January 5, 2008

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    judged

    perhaps this would be better had you not said "her" so many times? other than that, i have no qualms about this piece, and would like to thank you for taking the time to conside my contest, and wish you good luck.


  • Metaphorist
    December 28, 2007

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    Love this description of the picture. I'd almost remove the first two lines- I don't think they're really needed.
    Anyways, good luck in the contest!


  • Arizona Sunset
    December 17, 2007
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    awww sad poem...best to you in the contest ~blessings always~ Trisha


  • natchstucco
    December 12, 2007

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    dang. I had to hide the background to read this. Nice script. This is so true to the winter months. I enjoy the metaphor here.