Leafy Bones

Wednesday, 14 November 2012

The right thing

I've loved a thing,
not your eyes
not your lips.
I fingered the motions
from hair to hand
watched words tumble behind ears, again,
danced down my cheek

I've loved a thing,
half smile in hide
it slipped up my mind,
you only loved the thing.

I've loved it to death,
strangled the acquittance-
pulped the organs dry.

I have done the right thing 

1 comment:

  1. nice...really like the dance in your words....the fingered the motions from hair to hand....really cool movements in that section....i like the resolution in the end as well...cool piece..