Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 4,729 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

I Get Lost - Poem by Mark Heathcote

I get lost in her kiss…
And even my self-awareness
Goes oddly amiss…
I feel like I am on board the
Star trek enterprise!

…Drift through unknown galaxies.
Remembering her last; wanton look.
The lust in her eager closing eyes,
Teleports me to where time,
That oxygen in my lungs has no demise.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 6, 2014



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