Bruises
Although she wears them now
Discreetly
Beneath the black lace and her
Ray Ban's
Each one of them might
Tell a story
Of lust, of longing and of journeys
Oh' yes ..
Those famous black grape
Blue contusions
Surely
The sweetest of all solemn bruises
Just waiting to be
Found by new and curious disciples
Who each
In turn and time might well one day
Become .. if chosen
Sincere and the most considerate of lovers ...
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Author:
Neville (
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Very emotive write Neville, nobody should hurt anybody else.
Andy
I wholly concur with that sentiment and I thank you kindly Andy my friend ....
... Neville
A most moving write that stirs the heart Nev........... bruises leave scars despite trying to hide them........x
Bless ya Fay... Iām covered in em ...
Did this poem disappear yesterday?!
.................................................... something quite like it š
Did this poem disappear yesterday?!
Covered in them eh? That explains the sunglasses and folded arms! Some of the worst bruises don't show on the skin of course. But they still get covered up don't they.
... sadly they do and truly .. thank you kindly for noticing ... all good things,
Neville
Well written! Harsh realities laced with a bit
Of femininity and hopes!
Tis really sad, women have to endure
Red Black and Blue marks!
Thank you RB and truly .. bloomin write ya are tooly .... x
Wow, such deviant love, or abuse, but here seems a mutual endeavor, yet there appears to be no permanence in any of her relationships. "Sincere and the most considerate of lovers," surely are hard to find. (maybe not.) A shaded poem from the darker side of love were we all fear to tread. Such desire for pain, to me, spells a twisted mentality, and yet for sure it exists. You have gently brought it out into the open. A terrific write on a most dark subject. - Phil A.
What can I say except for thanks a billion MF27 ... deviant love dont get the recognition I think it deserves... so thanks again for the plug ...... N š
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