Tremors
To remember one look on your face
while drinks flowed though our veins,
like liquid Poison.
Searing images
rage through my mind
pain and
shame
and loneliness.
But your eyes show me
something tonight
your touch
brings me back
to your reality.
Your Reality,
I want to make it my Reality,
where I can leave it all behind
and that face which stares back at me
will finally be mine.
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©Nicole 1997-1999
The above is the poet's work, do not attempt at replicating it without permission from the author.
