For the lost one...

I have never claimed to be a poet, but I thought I would share this short subject with you.

For the lost one…

Your steady eyes peel away my hard veneer

Leaving me raw and breathless

Your determined voice fills my lungs

Giving my empty body sensation

Your awaited touch burns like fuel

Covering me in your liquid skin

 

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John L. Harmon

September 26, 2013

 P.S.  "Darkening Sturgeons" will continue...