Wordplay

March 25, 2009
By Anonymous

Touching his skin
my heart felt something fierce. At that moment
it would’ve broken or burst, but
it’s like he had mapped the whole thing out. He has a way
of knowing that I yearned. It was like
we were 2 matching powdered faces ready to perform. But
I lifted up your marks and realized
That you were just an itch on my skin.
You had my heart in Italy.

The author's comments:
We went around as a class and randomly picked a word. Then we had to come up with a phrase that included that word to create a poem.

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