Collarbones

A short poem about affection going unnoticed.

I could kiss your collarbones until my lips go raw

but then I'd have to recant to the other side of the bed

because in a few hours you'll wake and

you won't even notice that I recreated

one of your most favorite things 

without you

Reviews

[Wórdsmíth]

Wow .. it`s a love. Love`s touchable, untouchable, miserable, loving, bearable, brutal but always "Affective which always sustains unnoticed." Wonderful write.

[Natalie]

Thank you so much!