The unsayableA Poem by Ina Waltz
Sloppy movement of my bones
on your oh-so-fragile skin conducting wires through my fingers like you've never done it before
challenging organs to obey your will kissing a shivering freckle over my lip creeping in as I curl up my limbs like we've never done it before © 2012 Ina WaltzFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorIna WaltzZagreb, -- Please Select --, CroatiaAboutI write poetry and short stories. I also draw and paint abstract images that my mind creates in order to understand the world and myself. I cannot live without creative outlet; when I don't write/pain.. more..Writing
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