A sip with a kiss,
We twos the piece;
The missing peace,
Tar made our bliss;
Fingers slip in bra,
Smokes in the sky;
Rolling wide eyes,
Jerk off, no climax;
Lost in the old lies,
Sex frozen by woe;
A route in a garden,
A house and beans;
Dew on the heads,
Walk till tomorrow;
Drink and smoke it,
With none but tears.
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Author:
Pacifique Niyitanga (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I had Cigarettes, I had vodkas, I had a friend who smokes, I had a girlfriend, she left me alone.
- Category: Love
- Views: 5
- User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments2
keep growing, your poetry is soaring dear Poet
insightful, brave, deep, deep lines
packaged in succinct poetic artistry
so impressive
(I read and learn)
Day by day, a poet learn... I read and learn. Thank you, Mek
We don't always need a lot of words. This poem is living testimony to that. Some of the best words a the silent spaces in between.
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