Drowning In Unrequited Mania
heels Clap against alumni bricks
keeping time with the sway
of your imperial hips.
perfectly disheveled hair
frames spying pools of color.
two crimson leeches
utter cold words dressed
in warm clothing.
my fingers ache at
the hint of skin
and my body Submerges
in lonely Passion
as your Applause
echo behind me.
Copyright © Jacob Craig | Year Posted 2008
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