DEWDROP

Painting by Marci Mcdonald






Did I tell you
I can kiss your lame body?
It won' be difficult
to grace you with my presence.

Your pain,
your story,
your kids
are all mine too.

Did I tell you
I can't say I love you
easily?

Some words
enslaved me before.
I remember
having been chained while my mistress
whipped me with her forked tongue.
My lovely wounds are here:
can you tamper with them?

You can hypnotize me:
I will be a dewdrop forever.



Karla Bardanza



Photobucket
Copyright©Karla Bardanza 2011

1 comment: