Unspoken Poem by Minnie Gehrig

Unspoken



in the graveyards of words
unspoken
hanging on your perfectly pouting lips
like snowflakes

melting away beneath my kiss
poison to the idea you have something
not so nice to say
it hangs in the air like smog,
i wrap myself in it

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