le conflit d'artA Poem by sea lily
how does it feel to hold somebody small? i think
that you know. you're a locket-clasp around my less than perfect image. man/boy art always brought me to tears. like i know the beauty of your open-mouthed, cheek-squashed, pillow-marked, morning-breath sleeping face. our wrists that match with scents that fade. "i saw venus de milo, and her statuesque disability. the book of poetry surrounding the impassive, abused beauty." said s/he when the stopwatch in his soul sounds the ending of all this, he'll have to send the repo men round. prise from my possession, every note, every sound, every kiss. © 2009 sea lilyReviews
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1 Review Added on September 11, 2009 Last Updated on September 11, 2009 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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