Saturday, 21 November 2009

Emotion

Touch my soul
Rip the tortured shreds
Of brokenness
Slam them on the page.

See the glittering
Crystals of you,
Catching your eyes
Piercing the black, deep dark.

Tearing the wet pearls of tragedy
Down the smeared charcoal cheeks.
The me of my deepest past
Lost in your vivid trust.

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