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Palette (: formerly published)

Poetry By: ECEC333

Wild passions ....

Submitted:Dec 30, 2009    Reads: 225    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Did I expect your teeth in my neck?
Was that sting of your nails expected?
Not by me, maybe by someone else
but when I dug my nails into your flesh
bit your neck, you winced
eyes like pitholes looked into mine
were they emploring or commanding?
Black on black in a face sheet white
what does that mean when the smile
doesn't change in such a palette?

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