Words tremble beneath blushing skin
Clawing through eyes, alight amid pools of tears
Fingers quiver and sweat, chilled, reaching out
to meet with the lips of another.
Mouth opens and any hint of a studder is gone,
clearly forms the words with ease.
"I love you."
Author notes
"...you still have to find the strength to say in words, what you would normally say on your skin.”
-unknown
A contest entry
- crimson remorse by PersephoneInWinter.
300 points, ended August 19, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is so powerful with fantastic imagery and beautiful wording. Great job!
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