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The Loss


This tongue licks lips un-kissed and dry
As a bewildered stare follows a bewildered sigh
The smile once engraved upon this face
Has long lost its sparkle
Has long lost its place

A bellyful of laughs just echo hungrily
Gradually turning into a rumble
Nervously,  these hands fumble
With kisses blown
And memory copes with words known
Softly spoken, whispered sweet
Hushed in silence steeped in deceit
Images dance and torment
I stager drunkenly
Sober, slowly falling apart
Unwanted feelings duly flow

Floating,

grasping,

clinging
I languish starved of conversation
An oral mute
Words can’t comfort me

 

◄ Addiction (above and beyond)

I am a liitle nobody ►

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Rich

Fri 8th Sep 2017 21:24

I love the line "husehd in silence steeped in deceit" - it is luscious.

Real counterpoint to "whispered sweet".

Go beyond words.

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