"Chime"
The desert of thought has scorched my tongue, But you silenced me first, in the clamber of kiss, Changing the light in the inching toward of faces, The chime of my gasp drowns out beneath you.
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I am a shortform and free-verse poet. I aim to capture moments, and the feeling in such moments, with images using words. I'm also, funnily enough, a photographer: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kingdavidphotography/
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