Eternity Poem by Blake Foxx

Eternity



Tender blood drips down
your succulent lips.
Fresh wounds gaping
on our necks.

I rub my hand across
your cheek.
Lost in your auburn eyes.

My finger slips and I
fall forward, towards the
oblivion of your lips.

Our souls interlocked in eternity...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
C. P. Sharma 11 July 2009

I can read great metaphysics in this poem. Superbly penned. CP

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