like this. touch me
By sIo
talk me like a stray puppy
cause kittens invented skiddish
did
you know that heaven as fallen
and hell rides the ways
of the
ocean waves
like tigers on heroinic dives
i fall short of a hurricane
because
you loved me
like storms i came and went
cycling
memories with stale mischief
i breathe salt just to smoke and roll
over
dying like you
something tells me death calls life
by it's own name so shape me like a dungeon
martinet i'll break
for you like winter
on a spring afternoon
take my hell to socrates
he thinks the most of me
so i shy away from demons such as
you
my fathers come and gone
i touch the taste like this
eating crabapples instead of rain
because you stained the rest of
my sand
with spitfire. i cage you
do tell me the time dear for
i am death
at your doorstep and this hour is pure
with
drunken place i envy thee
do i love to love again such the feline
i did attach myself
feel now for i am past unjust
thatÂ
you should never know
dear love i do love
that you should touch
this shivering
soul
Comments on "like this. touch me "
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A former member wrote:
the sweet essence and flow that runs from your mind to the words is a testament to your wonderful work. You inspire me always..thank you.
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A former member wrote:
It's pretty much all been said by former comments... Wonderful write. You really pulled me in from the beginning. I loved it! *Alice*
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On Thursday, January 28, 2010, maggot death
(62) wrote:
I agree with killswich. I liked this poem, and the emotion that came out of it. I also agree with tiger king......they basically said all that needs to be said. You're a great writer:)
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A former member wrote:
I liked how you brought so much meaning in your words. They way you put them together created a sweet flow of emotion. Enjoyed! =)
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On Thursday, January 28, 2010, Rebel tiGer King
(258) wrote:
becoming the light in a dark addiction, something of hope in this world, beautiful -symph-
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On Thursday, January 28, 2010, Rebel tiGer King
(258) wrote:
no words to describe the wonders in this journey, something like life gripping onto the memories of what is to come, murging two souls together