Poem -
knives of sin.
If i could touch your face again
I'd withstand a thousand sorrows
If i could look deep in your eyes
I'd withhold a million tomorrow's
If i could kiss your lips of red
I'd withdrawal this knife
within my skin,
Release the depths of Love
Trapped in
Remove the suicide
Thee deathly Knives of sin.
nardine Sanderson.
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Love is so powerful. We often wish to heat the wounds of the one we love. But fate can be a monster. This prose poem brought these thoughts to mind.
Love is incurable xoxo
Work of full confidence,..lovely..symptoms of command, excitement and curiosity are too visible,....promising words freely lying within ,...I like the poem.
Ravindra Kumar
Thank you dearest Ravindra xx love to you, Nardine xx