LOVE
OUT LOUD WINNING ENTRY:
OMAR DEXTER S. LIRA
UNTITLED
I love her.
Undeserving of my
thoughts,
she has them anyway,
wrapped about her
person
like a courtesan’s
cloak.
And true to form,
she drops my thoughts
as casually as she
bares her shoulders.
Amid the stares
of her perpetual crowd,
she breaks my ogling
heart.
But with a sigh,
on a sleepless night,
I will pay the pimp
and strip away
the silks of her
stubborn indifference,
and set desire to
her shoulders with my teeth.
I will work my heavy
hands,
as potters shape
their finest china clay,
set a crown of roses
with my thumbs
upon her perfect
flesh.
Yesterday’s dumbstruck
tongue
will find a voice
within her mouth,
sing her praises
in her ear, write
the sweetest verse
upon her skin.
I will feel my name
on the tip of her tongue
and see it in her
scented breath, hear it
in the touching
of our skins.
Poesy.
And when I greet
the dawn in my guilty bed,
I will remember
the eve that she will not,
And tearfully remind
her at the moon’s next rising.
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