Love Poem by salome danube

Love



can I break the spell and not love you
while you are running your hands through your hair
just to remind me how weak I am
how defendless in the presence of your smile


I find my self in awe of your deadly scent
then I no longer exist
I diminish slowly day by day

Friday, May 8, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,running
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