Poetry

Poem: Blade

By: Robert Beveridge

blade-of-grass

delicious willow
flings this blade of lust
into my eyes

comatose I
see
us entwined
smothered
forever

I offer you this blade
fear you will accept

caress bloods my finger

one lone drop falls to your thigh

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