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He was her all black and blue

He was her every backward move


Bitten lips, sugar swollen tongues

unable to breathe, only to succumb


Wild-rose rush, indecorous release

bewildered by being hostage beneath


Afterwards, he whispers her to him:

“You are so loved,

                   you are so loved.”




© Katypoetess 2015

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 22nd Oct 2015 17:04

Some lovely lines, Katy, full of fine imagery and internal assonance, to bring to life your thoughts. And they do 'breathe'.

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Nigel Astell

Mon 19th Oct 2015 14:31

A Slave to Love

A whore to his bidding
She was in his world.

When the night went cold
She still had his love.

When he wanted her back
Heartache could stop but return.

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