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crystal
crystal she held me captive with her fingers nails rhythmically tapping on sand-colored stone like a general marching to war ready to go but wanting to stay with my eyes i could taste her sumptuous lips swallowing words was easy snacking on syllables and punctuation spilling juices onto her thirsty tongue before a kiss i nearly drowned in her tears weighted words pulled like an anchor as she recounted her story with talking hands and dejected eyes i discovered the birth of tears when the heart hurts and the mind knows eyes can no longer endure the pain and they cleanse the soul with wishes i could have loved her during days that allowed a gentle breeze a quicker step, guilt-free innocence and a season to nurture the blossoms of love now we sit, fingers interlocked the marching general no longer trudging to war syllables and punctuation consumed until tears mingle, wondering if love has escaped why does life unleash prisoners of the heart, forever trapped in yesterday in places where seeds are planted and in the parched heat of the noontime sun they die? © tolbert
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