"Loss"A Poem by Francine Harris
Exhaustion seeps in
as my tears delve in the wet crevices of my wounds They overflow into my veins. that deep?- you exclaim! i contemplate an adequate response. Perhaps. similar to blood, water may be just as thick. I am drained, a small lump forms in my throat. Shallowed breaths skim past our sweaty palms, our supple yet strong grasp of each others hands encircle and stick. Humanity is a frail skeleton in a closet opened sparingly, lest it creeps out and becomes accustomed to the glaring sunshine. I grow restless as your breath shallows further a wispy surge of air rattles the loose strands and my bones. Your mouths gapes like a fish as your eyes lose focus. "I love you" I whisper as i kiss Your cold, immobile lips.
© 2012 Francine Harris |
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Added on September 14, 2012 Last Updated on September 14, 2012 AuthorFrancine HarrisMiami, FLAboutPerpetual thoughtfulness and imagination led me here :) more..Writing
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