John Minter - Burn

cracked and bloody are mylips
since our last kiss
Istill taste you on every breath
awoke to a cold sweat
tears fell like a thousand drops of rain on the ground
my heart burned like a forest fire out of control
my head spun like the earth in space but no one could feel it
the thought of the softest lips have burned my heart out
the thought of the softest eyes have broken my head in two

2006

John Minter

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