Thursday, January 1, 2004

Raw With Love

Rating: 3.6
little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won't flinch and
I won't blame
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
I won't blame you,
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and I won't use it
Vince Africa 20 April 2015
i like this.. a lot.
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Mazhari David 21 May 2014
A masterpiece, for we all have had the same experience and feeling in our lives... except for the palm trees...? ? * *
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Kaity Cochran 27 December 2013
phenomenal. made me tear up.
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Fiona Schwartzinoff 21 December 2013
wow..... simple and great.
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Kenzie Nichols 31 October 2009
One of my favorite poems ever.
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Aashish Ameya 24 September 2008
simply superb....great one.......
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Korey Jackson 13 May 2006
This is absolutely one of Bukowski best poems. A treasure to find it here.
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