U/n/t/i/t/l/e/d/ ONE

Ramblings

I fantasize again

as I lay in fields of insomnia 

about the words you weilded

Like a quick-silver blade

Wounds kiss salt

And raw heat rushes to my cheeks

Forget that I said anything

its pointless

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Rob Santana]

I like your style. In your face, What you feel is what you write. I respect that. There's creating poetry than there's spilling your soul out on paper, bleeding your emotions out!!!