Friday, February 20, 2009

Faces



Empty places empty rooms.
Another face gone without a trace.
Her shadow linger in the room.

Like a musk from flowers.
I hear her breathe in my ear.


Gentle lips fiddle with my ear.
A silent moan, a muffeled scream.
Har face went past my window.

-Jezz 2009-02-20



Yeah, ya know.. That's the trouth!

Over & out //Jezz

2 comments:

Elle Lyzette said...

Love it!

Jezz said...

Thank you, whoever you are.. And thanks for finding your way to my blog. Hope to see you here more often.. :-)