we meet after everyone else has gone home
you, repeating the words of a thousand men before you
the silence, cleaved by predawn
thrusts through my un-shut blinds
i open my mouth to catch a breath
but there is only your tongue, whittled
down to a red flag
i cannot ignore the incandescence blooming from each heartbeat
which means something is rooting for us
you trace my silhouette and i hate that my spine tingles
blame it on the mercury retrograde if we must
or the saturn return, whichever is more chaos
look at us
naked bodies and glass shards tangled
in egyptian cotton sheets
your ego, engorged
and me, lying bare without feeling vulnerable
maybe this is foreign enough that our bodies won’t recognise it as wrong
i dress in a wine slip
and you slip out before the dawn
that this could be something we regret later
we all slip up, we all slip up
if the sun didn’t see it, it never happened
That is special – I can taste the wine to my lips…
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Thank you! 🙂
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Brilliantly written. That last line…amazing!! 🖤🖤
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Thank you so much! x
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Open, honest, and compelling. Great post!
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Thank you Brad!
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If the sun did not see it-it never happened- Lovely beautiful description of how it is really. Love it Melody
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Thank you so much for this Rupa xx
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Poignant and evocative. Well done Melody!
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Thank you so much ahhh
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Beautiful poem… the ending is great!
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Thank you! Glad you liked it x
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Wow!!
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🙂
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This is fantastic!
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Oh, thank you! 🙂
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Thank you for the link! xx
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Stop talking about me, jeeeeeeeeeeeeesus
Nice read
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Hahahahahaha thank you!! x
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Wow. Well done.
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Thank you Jane xx
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