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Click hereyou didn't script a spell
no feather brush across those lips
that caught an inhale
parting
it was already there
the scent of fingertips
longing skin to rest upon
for beads to quill a trace
to slide a breath so close
a breathless face
you didn't open eyes
that had not watched your step
since long, that had not sighed
the old tales know
how blind and beautiful you are
a dreaming pioneer
how blue eyes glitter gist
when scars are just veneer
you didn't hear the song
but ignorance forgiven
the chorus is too strong
I turned my volume up full blast and
I didn't hear the song ...either <grinin'>
great poem ...okay I'm lieing <laughin>
I didn't turn up the volume <smile>
it was already there
the scent of fingertips
longing skin to rest upon
for beads to quill a trace
to slide a breath so close
a breathless face <--outstanding lines, and I love how you ended this poem. Flowed smooth, and I like the throw in of rhymes here and there. Thanks for the read, saldne
I love the title so I read the poem. This is good, I loose
my way and reread adjusting the volume, its good poetry.