Monday, 15 September 2008

Pearl.

I open my mouth
I put a pearl
on my tongue
feeling the lolling,
spilling white
rolling around
my mouth;
I spit it out,
she came from a shell.

I run my tongue
over the edge
I taste the sea
my tongue bleeds
it turns the
pearl pink
it makes me think
it makes me think of you.

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