treason

I kept you behind the shoulder
Like another head,
Growing from the neck.
Erupting, conflicting and nodding in harmony.
One day, you rose
Unintended as the sun
And gave me a severe burn.



Poetry by ben
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Written on 2008-03-28 at 18:04

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Neelima
Beautiful, Ben. - Neelima
2008-03-31


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
wonderful expressive poetry a departure from the norm and woerthy of a book mark
rgds mike
2008-03-28