Scorch

November 22, 2009
By , South Shields, United Kingdom
Kisses are bitter
to the burnt tongue
and laughter is sharp
to the scorched heart
The drunken sex
means nothing when young
but the desertion is like daggers
to the scorched heart

Midnight texts are blinding
to the bled out eyes
and kisses through the phone
are sickening to the malnourished
The flirtatious stare
watches as the innocence dies
but the desertion is like daggers
to the scorched heart





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