I am a poem
I am a poem:
My ribs encage
‘Powerful emotions’...
I shudder at your touch,
From head to toe,
All through the haunch...
My breath is caesured
With tempo: I start the dance
Following your voice cadence...
I shiver as you watch,
Lest I be misunderstood...
I wrap myself in riddles,
Susurrate my truth
With resounding whispers
And burning words that sizzle...
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-- Anthony Gerace
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