The Lover Poem by Phillip Dix
The Lover
She finished putting her lipstick,
the face directly to the mirror.
Smiles, stand up,
the lover in the bed sleeping awaits
while she takes out the knife from his chest,
the white dress walks throw the door.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
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