No Excuse
i am a dirty girl, i readily
admit- no excuse for
the penance is great
(convince me, it's not
too late) my tongue
is stuck to your
cold words, which froze
in a cloud (you are
allowed to breach my
brim) decision made on a
on whim, a fluttering
thought that gripped
& held on.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2010
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