February 15, 2011
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It’s a word twisted.
Pressed to the lips, left only to fade.
Breathe it in while it lasts-
And let it die between your fingers.
Just never quite tangible.
It’s a glance into the past
And a face turned always away.
It’s a burning inside
Almost to good to hurt.
It’s a jaw line.
It’s the curvature of a cheek.
Press it to your lips.
And let the taste die there.

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Monkee63 said...
Mar. 24, 2011 at 10:13 am
I really like this...Its so descripitive..about the word love...Its the descripition is perfect..
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