Whenever I read you...my brain goes...

…till stained from both creases of your marbled mouth, 
rattle me, remind me the sun never slumbers 
while the almost placid 
diabolical midnight moon tracks
persistent paces pelting concrete,
traipsing asphalt
in the coldest shade of night. 
When the music fades, 
I think of you, that last kiss
burning the sutured lining of the sky.
Three Measures of Poetry
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Connie Song
Debdutta Pal
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Jan 13, 2025
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Whenever I read you...my brain goes...
...now this is poetry. It's really hard to leave here.
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Written by Debdutta Pal2.6K Followers
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