Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Skin So Cold (Poem)

Caressing my fingers down your arm
You’re skin so cold
My touch so warm
I shiver as my lips touch yours
A gentle kiss
Filled with remorse
I gaze upon you with loving eyes
Your eyes hold nothing
This is no surprise
For your very soul
Your inner light
Has long since dimmed
Long since died
And as I gaze upon your face
You’re such a vision of perfection
Such a horrible waste
With a last lingering kiss
I close the lid
A tear slides down my cheek
As I start to dig

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