5ml

By caribou_

Mon, 26 Jul 2010

3 comments

I want to feed you
Spoonfuls of my heart
Each day
Until there is nothing in me

See you swallow it down
Pink mouthful
By pink mouthful
Until the spoon gleams clean

I want to hold your hand
Feel your thumb in my palm
My rings on your skin
A different fistful of fingers

Take the heart
Take the hand
And do not return them to me..

Permalink Submitted by darkoe2lh2k on Tue, 2010-07-27 10:06

what a lovely poem very nice

Darko

Permalink Submitted by trickymac on Tue, 2010-08-03 10:48

I really like this - very devoted - know the feeling. Perhaps i would take out like medicine as it the image is very obvious. Enjoyed it.

Permalink Submitted by caribou_ on Tue, 2010-08-03 11:03

Thanks Trickymac- makes sense to take out 'medicine' - I agree! Cheers x