Untitled Short Poem by Shelby Barker
Untitled Short
Speak your sweet voice to me, oh darling,
whisper your sugary words, with cold lips of syrup to my ear,
to fall onto my hair like sprinkles, like dust, making it sparkle as my eyes
with love. Oh how I
long to glisten.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,lips
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