Inside the Fence
i danced across the angry sand
to find
your lips pressed into the
pinching wire
i hurled my self against the
rush of
blasting fire spikes that raked
the un
suspecting skin of my
wanton
desperate lips
barbed-wire kisses
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This entry was posted on November 21, 2009 by seekraz. It was filed under From Somewhere Inside, Poetry and was tagged with kisses, sand, skin.
This is very deep my friend. I have tried to break down each word by its individual meaning to make sense of it, but perhaps that is futile. Rather, just take it in and let the imagination of its imagery take over.
November 21, 2009 at 9:25 pm
Thank you, Sir Jason…there’s an incarcerated someone being visited by a lover…the relationship continues with the fence between them…the barbed-wire kisses. 🙂
November 22, 2009 at 6:05 am
Very nice…you paint a very cool picture for all of us who enjoy your “thoughts of thoughts and other sundry things”!
November 23, 2009 at 7:52 am
What a surprise to see you here! Thank you for visiting…and for your nice words…. 🙂
November 23, 2009 at 8:45 am