caress

im purging me 

of you 

skin from bone  

and bone from 

soft tatters. 

what’s left of 

pulpy flesh? 

a dragging 

caress like 

road burns 

seared &

throbbing 

fingers 

like the heat 

when the air 

so thick 

it is 

unbearable

sweat bleeds 

through the coral 

summer dress.  
 

– sheila c

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18 thoughts on “caress

  1. You are very talented. I’m glad I had this chance to drop by and read your poetry. Your writing is amazing.
    “skin from bone

    and bone from

    soft tatters.”

    and,
    “sweat bleeds

    through the coral

    summer dress.”

    You have some excellent imagery here. Thank you so much for posting this poem. I love it.

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