Little Red Poem by lamia harker

Little Red



joy must be
sugar on his
lips
pressed against
his love

painful truth's
aching, raw
to the wanting
observer

worship reflected
back on worship
and a solemn dedication
that has no name

the lie and truth
silk and sand
desire and distaste

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ro'ya Abdulaal 04 September 2009

I loved your idea and the words you chose, well written. The last stanza is the best, great use of paradox. Well done 'the lie and truth silk and sand desire and distaste'

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