frank

A Poem by sea lily

we begged to be frank,
well i will.
i loved the dark pigmentation
of your upper arm.
the bleached rock and driftwood
swaying from your skull
the way your eyes dart
into the unknown.
when i could love,
i loved
i swear i really did love
love 'til it loses meaning on the tongue.

© 2010 sea lily

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Ed Hart

love doesn't lose its meaning, just people

Posted 15 Years Ago

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sea lily

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