Echoes, a poem by Talida Barbe at Spillwords.com
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Echoes

Echoes

written by: Talida Barbe

@Tebok_Kai

 

Sweet lips will poison whisper
Ready to taste your fruits,
Forked tongues will slowly purr
Echoes of deadly sins.

They’ll creep around your ankles
Crawl up your wounded thighs,
Feed on your scarred skin
And hurt your tender heart.

They’ll seal your wounded lips
With fingers dipped in honey
To silence painful truths
Hidden by time unjustly.

And yet you’ll rise, for echoes,
That once fed on your body,
Are seeds now at your temples
That feed your gentle power.

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