Apr 01, 2011 01:21
Did I tell you that I love you?
I'm sure I meant to
but somewhere between
the bedroom and the
back door
I tripped and stumbled
on broken vows
and over-used promises .
In the shower, you
wash my scent
from your skin
your dirty secret
cleansed in
sandalwood scented
amnesia.
poem,
writer's block,
creative writing,
writing,
poetry,
art