Red Poem by Brooke Harms

Red



Heat in his cheeks
the anger is there
the red he sees strips him bare
he needs the thrill
the danger with in
against the wall he has you pinned
you beg you plead to be let go
but I'm afraid the answers no

Monday, July 2, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,answers,red
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