black tea

Oct 23, 2007 10:01


& the memory
in the black tea
is a
metallic tannin taste
that sits
on the very tip
of my tongue
& reminds me of the
river
we swam in last
summer as the
leaves turned the water
brown
& it was the colour of
your eyes that
drowned me in the
currents of your
hair as I
sought the bottom
of your neck
with my nose
&
your skin smells
salty
&
secret
& lush
&
swift hands
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keogh123 October 23 2007, 03:58:59 UTC
it's even prettier typed up :)

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