Madeline

Madeline

A Poem by Ruby Isabel Sandoval

Skin that smelled like apricots on a hot day.
I wish I'd never tasted it.
Then I would not crave,
with lips dripping, the sullen
tarte. Salivating at the memory
of juicier encounters and nights
not worth a second thought.

© 2011 Ruby Isabel Sandoval


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Added on August 8, 2011
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Ruby Isabel Sandoval
Ruby Isabel Sandoval

Brookfield, IL



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I'm an aspiring poet and librarian. I love writing and painting. more..

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