I sell you the wounds that you cause for each I love you
The blood that flows for love of you when you touch me with a closed fist.
The cries that stun me when you believe me to be yours; Take on offer the chains that bind me to miserable pleasure.
I give you the light that my eyes can not see for fear of your shadow.
It erases from my body those promises that weigh me down and I want to walk.
It erases from my body those loves that weigh me and I do not want to crawl anymore.
It erases from my mind those facts that I want to fly and they weigh me, you weigh me.
Wipe off your last name that through your mouth I'm going to scream.
Love my legs tremble, I almost come and you're sure to leave ...
I sell you my life if I again pretend kisses to buy.
© Catherine Silva - photo and own edition.
Note: this poem was written based on the story of a greedy co-worker who loved / loves her husband's money much more than himself and much worse than herself. Creating a jealous and jealous man who only sought to please his whims.
For that and more ... UNTIL THE MONEY WILL SEPARATE THEM !!
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