Poem Hunter
(January 7,1988 - September 17,2078 / Columbus, OH)


Poem By Erica Francis

I try to read
but all I see
is your face.

Your kiss is poison
and not a drop
has yet touched my lips.

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Comments (2)

Yes, quite powerful. You've created a LOT of intensity in a few lines. You've really painted the nature of that kind of obsession. I wonder WHY he's poison, of course. Don't know that you need to answer in this poem. Such a paradox, you've dramatized it so well.
Sweet and powerful...good poem.