Treasure Island

Justin Tallman

(September 4th,1989 / Milwaukee, WI)

The Angel's Restraining Order


Through my eyes
I see your beautiful face
A seraphim's promise
I watch your hips
move in heavenly grace

Through my ears
I hear a masterful chorus
spoken in words
detailing the simplest conversation
and I rejoice
in your laughter

Through my touch
I feel your silky skin
arousing my being
O how hard it is
to end the press
of this skin on skin contact

Through my nose
I smell your rosie odor
piercing the air in which
I breathe
penetrating my memory
locking you in forever nostalgia

But when I open my mouth
I utter a few words
and through all your senses
I'm perceived as a creep

Submitted: Friday, November 23, 2012

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