ThirstA Poem by Kala Benfield
I thirst
I thirst for a love like that. Yeah, just like that. I tremble at the thought A grace and a curse. I thirst With perfect hands, I still can’t grasp yours You know how to close doors. With my tongue submersed I thirst You wear your heart so hard My sleeves envy, green with jealous, Not as hard, my heart calloused. Something pure . Struck & distraught “I love you”’s so rehearsed. I thirst My mouth crippled & cold Things so versed The work was the worst... still I thirst. © 2018 Kala Benfield |
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1 Review Added on June 25, 2018 Last Updated on June 25, 2018 AuthorKala Benfieldcarlisle, PAAboutWhere all my fears, fantasies, & dreams come to life, enjoy. more..Writing
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