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The dull drums

 


I could crawl into your mouth-
leave the honey tip of my tongue
on your pink buds
and let it lie there like some awful secret.

This time will not be like the last.
There will be no great drama
or snakes slinking through treacle dark.

I can still hear the dull drums,
The dhom-dhom-dhom of your heart
pounding through my cheek.

No drama for the hellfire,
and none for the cigarette burning at our corners.

 

 

 

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  • Abby Eyeball
    August 21, 2008

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    just straight to the point and no bullshit. however, romantic, a hope can still be caught between each breath...

    -Abbs