When you wake the morning
von Sam Vaknin (Copyright)
When you wake the morning
red headed children shimmer in your eyes.
The veinous map
of sun drenched eyelids
flutters
throbbing topography.
Your muscles ripple.
Scared animals burrow
under your dewey skin.
Frozen light sculptures
where wrinkles dwell.
Embroidered shades,
in thick-maned tapestry.
Your lips depart in scarlet,
flesh to withering flesh,
and breath in curved tranquility
escapes the flaring nostrils.
Your warmth invades my sweat,
your lips leave skin regards
on my humidity.
Eyelashes clash.
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Author Bio:
Sam Vaknin ( http://samvak.tripod.com ) is the author of Malignant Self
Love – Narcissism Revisited and After the Rain – How the West Lost the
East.
He served as a columnist for Central Europe Review, PopMatters, and
eBookWeb, a United Press International (UPI) Senior Business Correspondent, and
the editor of mental health and Central East Europe categories in The Open Directory Bellaonline, and Suite101.
Sam’s Web Site:
http://www.narcissistic-abuse.com