Uriah Hamilton


(1) Self Abuse - Poem by Uriah Hamilton

By Uriah Lee Hamilton

Softly singing
on the cold moonlit avenue,
I remember your mystical necklace
glowing in the dark
and your emerald-colored eyes.

I hadn’t seen you
in over a year
and all the old passions return
that mask all ancient pains.

Such absurd desires unlimited!
I practice self abuse
by kissing your shoulders.

I know you don’t love me,
and maybe I don’t love you,
but maybe I do.

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2015



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