the unknown

the unknown

A Poem by Krista Laraine

You leave traces of sin down the side of my neck,

approaching the collarbone

like footprints.

Though they are lips-

your lips, those faltering mismatched twins

stowing away secrets on the crown of your chin.

Parting for desire's sake, when lust lingers too long

and your tongue begs release.


I desire that slow march towards

death.

That search for all which is hidden,

every finite point of unrest.

To sustain and warm,

as breath makes promises upon my skin.

© 2008 Krista Laraine


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This is beautiful and sensual.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Why has not anyone commented on this. Nice!

That search for all which is hidden (my favorite line)

Another great poem.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Krista Laraine
Krista Laraine

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1989 1989

A Poem by Krista Laraine