Love GrenadeA Poem by Scott ThompsonSelf-explanatory
Love
Grenade
My fragmental heart beating bright,
Four chambers packed with cyclonite,
Women come and go, self-centered or
kind,
Searing porcelain faces in my mind,
Lasting effects they know not of,
Leaves me with everlasting and painful
love,
Bodies that coursed with explosive lust,
Turned my innocence into dust,
Chain me, cage me, the final goal,
Touches like thermite caressed my soul,
Beautiful liars and thieves that steal,
With words that wound and kisses that
heal,
Even ones I wished would stay,
Pulled the pin and walked away.
© 2016 Scott ThompsonFeatured Review
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