Nothing

life with him....

Eyes.......such warm, beautiful eyes.

                         Blind.

Smile.....melting my skin, boiling my blood.

                         Cold.

Words...softly spoken, feathering my flesh.

                         Empty.

Soul.....conquering my mind, claiming my heart.

                         Lost.

Reviews

[Hotel Mornings]

This is lovely. Every negative word that stands alone almost feels like a punch to your gut when you read it. I have suggested to a few writers on this site that they should add a period after some of their words to really get the emotion they want across to the reader... I think this is a perfect example of the power of a period. I like this a lot. Good job.

[Trée]

Words feathering flesh is brilliantly evocative and delights tongue and ear alike. Love the contrasts and juxtaposition, which paints the poem into the depths of a story. Nicely rendered.

[WordMaster]

What a marvelously written piece of rambling poetry

The reader could feel the emotion as they read each word and line

Very powerful for a such a short poem; more emotion then poems twice it size

Nicely done�