5/26/15

Cracked knuckles, hands clasped. 

Passionate heart, face smacked.

Your bloody eyes into my teeth,

your fist so happy to defeat.

My open-ended lullaby,

to the youth which you devised.

Until the threat of power came,

when he did speak of my name.

Weeping cheeks that you behold,

from the anguish I foretold.

The sour kiss you finished with,

I never had someone like this.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a subject that really makes me seethe with anger---those who do this are such cowards...


your wording is excellent...especially powerful last two lines....

j.

[Cat]

Thank you so much for all the reviews. I respect your opinions.

[terry smith]

Reminds me of eminem's "love the way you lie" song. You could be a voice for battered and abused women everywhere.

[Cat]

Thank you for the review, it means a lot. :)