tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335915212011-04-21T18:25:44.762-07:00I don’t think I’m any good at poetry. But this is dedicated to someone who makes me laugh, whose voice turns me on just to hear it & is the most handsome man I have ever met..... Whatever, he won’t bother to read this anyway.Poema Veintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00215833771570383676noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33591521.post-1156946859568234952006-08-30T07:05:00.000-07:002006-08-30T07:07:39.576-07:00I turn your name over in my mouth<br />like a boiled sweet<br />and enjoy the way it slides over my tongue<br />clings to my teeth.<br /><br />Perhaps tonight I will open my mouth,<br />let your name rise<br />into the warm air.<br /><br />The word will escape my lips,<br />un-noticed,<br />slipping out like billowing breath,<br />hanging in the night, like the angel?s share;<br /><br />invisible but present,<br /><br />forever.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33591521-115694685956823495?l=yournamerh.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poema Veintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00215833771570383676noreply@blogger.com0