as my spine tingled tangled
at your finger touch
yet you walked on by and brushed
red lips that had once kissed mine
I stared back at her
a patch plastered on the crack
that would bring you back
but you never called again
to see why I hugged you tight
Random Word: Patch
wow, you had me with the first line. I love the pain in the plaster on the crack, and the SOUND of it.
ReplyDeletewell done.
Dianne