In Love With Bones

In Love With Bones

A Poem by Eli Lane

I was in love with Bones.
White bones. Smooth bones.
Bones, that rattled together when he was cold.

I would put his trembling hands between my thighs, to warm them, while we lay lifeless.
Listening to hipster crooners making opium music.

This isn't who I thought I would be. Someone who could spend hours curled up in a quilted bed. Hiding from the day when my Bones would go away.

© 2014 Eli Lane


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I have no bone for this but applause...:)..................

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Eli Lane

10 Years Ago

Haha well, thank you!:)
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome...:).................
I was in love with Bones.
White bones. Smooth bones.
Bones, that rattled together when he was cold.
These lines surprise me. wow....love in bones.... very good writing. loveya.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Eli Lane

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for reading, and for your comment:)
Saddam

10 Years Ago

my pleasure

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Added on January 12, 2014
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Tags: desperate love, clinging to dreams, apathy

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Eli Lane
Eli Lane

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