August 9, 2009
Your finger tips leave trails
and your kisses stain my cheeks.
My mouth swells with words unspoken
while inside the words I shriek.

Every hand hold leaves a burn
every touch, another bruise.
I try my best to please you
though I know it's no use.

As whispers start to blister,
and sweet nothings start to chafe
My face displays it all
Not one thought is safe.

The words are clearly written,
They read just like a book.
If only you could see.
if only you would look.

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nicole11 said...
Dec. 6, 2009 at 5:41 pm
i love this poem
i love the part where you talk about your unspoken words and how they are screaming inside
great job
dreamer_believer said...
Aug. 13, 2009 at 7:52 pm
WOW :) this is a great piece. the poem comes of with strong emotion, and it's an awesome piece. bravo...this poem stunned me :) 5 stars!!! check out some of my work also, id love your opinion. well done!!!!
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