Lives Of Unread Poems Poem by Bernard Henrie
Lives Of Unread Poems
We kiss in the backseat of a yellow taxi,
her eyes fill with violet mascara,
a shoe drops.
She ask I could taste her lipstick,
an opium eater her head thrown back;
arms over her shoulders resting
on the small fur she wore as a scarf.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss
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