Her Face
Griffiths The message written across her face Makes Ebony echo sounds of birds in her eyes Her impotency is an epitome of light She moves me, touches me like the flow of truth in my brain And how paralyzed my thoughts beget when I see her grace In the remains of her skin angels sing Hallelujah Then I bleed, and I shall give the last drop to you You, the rosemary in my heart unfold the brighter side of me You thicken the biochemical changes in me For your face is a case I cannot forget I shall carry you wherever I go But it’s time I face facts You and I shall never be For you have pledged the troth to another MAN! Widget is loading comments...
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