Run Your Tongue Poem by Eric Cockrell
Run Your Tongue
run your tongue
in the crevice
where my heart
used to be....
does it taste like you?
smell faintly of your perfume?
does it remind you
of someone you used to know?
we are what we bleed
in the end.... my face is ashen,
my thoughts burn like acid!
i left my soul inside you,
dried fluids clinging to your lips....
the arch of your back,
my destiny, and redemption!
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5/4/2024 4:03:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh my, this is a sizzler and its implications are so apt (and tangy, and tingly, hehe)