Poems from cb1102
I don't deserve to hurt this much,
Longing wildly for your touch.
as if pulled by strings
two puppets of the same master
lift their cups to open lips
fill themselves
spill over the edges
drink each other...
I look at you
and I cannot believe
that you don't know
can't feel
my depth of love,
cannot reach your
hand inside my heart
and pull...
A woman with delicate
Crow’s feet framing
Murky blue eyes
Leans heavily against
Her truck.
On her table she has placed
“A Healthy...
A man sits on a lawn chair
Beneath a sun-stained umbrella
With sunglasses perched
Atop a reddened nose.
Laid out on a folding table...