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Click hereHow many calories in a kiss?
Open palm to my face,
Punching glass, punching glass,
The wind knocked out of my sails...
I'm falling, spiral down from vodka dreams,
The world rushes toward my face,
Smash, into it I grind, gravel like bubbles around me,
My watch broken, time has stopped...
Knuckles bleeding, skins stinging,
Backhand to the face,
Smelling grass, chewing grass,
The dirt wiped off of my trousers...
Open windows, hop up and I'm in,
Bookshelf fallen, I crawl to the bed,
Childhood hope, vomit on my tongue,
A smear on the rug, time is trapped...
Youth in a red dress, nervous grin,
Into the morphine sleep I spin,
Like a respirator, the clockwork rhythm of her wrist,
My eyes closed to remember nothing...
it really puts you in mind of that desperate, head spinning need to cum. it's a beautiful piece.
I am impressed. :) Good poem and it's mentioned on the new poems review thread on the literotic poetry forum.