Treasure Island

Tanya Sanes

(Feb 22,1983. / Fajardo, Puerto Rico)


And if I cut my wrist
would I bleed all of which you put into me?
If I laid down and died
would the tears that caused cease to be?
If I scratched at my eyes
would I not see all of which you've placed before me?
If I tore at my skin
would I relieve it of your caustic touch?
If I rubbed at my lips
would I rid your pink and your taste from your kiss?
If I blackened my soul
would the so called light you left with me vanish?
And if I tore out my heart
could I maybe stop loving you and cease the crying within

Submitted: Sunday, September 03, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 31, 2010
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