She remembers the flesh of your skin
married man
she remembers the flesh of your skin
how can you fix this
being married
how can you fix
the flesh of your skin
the pain so deep
the pain so hard
how can you fix
the flesh of your skin
she screams
she moans
go away
flesh of your skin
it belongs to another
who will not touch
the flesh of your skin
bring to me so mildly
so lovingly
so tenderly
let me
touch the flesh of your skin
good morning
my sweet love
the flesh of your skin
About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
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