Hungry Poem by Chen-ou Liu

Hungry

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(A Tanka Prose)

When I first tasted her kiss, it was like spring water coming from the green slopes of a hill. For six years, her succulent words quenched my thirst. Now, the spring of our life starts to run dry.

she tells a lie
to conceal another
at the banquet
I stack oyster shells
one inside the other

Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: relationship
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 30 August 2016

She tells a lie! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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