sometimes we think one is two...
then one arrives without counting



One

Mouths and thoughts closed
Neither shared or dared nor even
Divulged lead to
Tongues and tentatives
Looking away away...
Correct connections without wings
Soar to rub us voiceless.

Pinch my smile again
Let your fingers dimple me
Right down to my shallow
Hearing of the necessary
Voices...
Long cloistered so satisfactorily
So pleasing to those so callow
Stay stay and look
Rub your spine to me...
Leave me simply choiceless.




Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-06-15 at 02:10

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melanie sue
I love that last line.......but I would add, WANTING to leave me choiceless.......ah, what bliss
2009-06-15