i spend a lot of time thinking about...A Poem by Invisible Ink...
the feel of a smooth round pebble. in your hand. in your shoe.
in your mouth. in water. hot from the sun. baked in an oven. on the ground. down your spine. in the pages of a book. under a pillow. in the grass. on a riverbank. in the sand. in between the words i spoke. the words you might have heard. a smooth pebble slides down the inside. of my thigh. against a brick wall. along a sidewalk. on your tongue. in the palms, rubbed together, so that, they almost make one. or how it can beat against a drum. that. that one. almost stung my lips like some kind of kiss.
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Added on March 12, 2016 Last Updated on August 13, 2017 AuthorInvisible InkNCAbout"I guess I wrote in invisible ink, Oh, I've tried to think how I could have made it appear"- Aimee Mann Open the cage and set the bird free. I am a writer. A poet. Words have saved me. I am a .. more..Writing
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