by Sondra Falck

Created on: August 11, 2010   Last Updated: August 13, 2010

Worth.


I am
a lonely
whisper
hiding behind
laughter
and
a kiss
that lingers
on
your lips
for days.

I am
the smell
of grass
cool and sweet
and
a breath
of air
tasting
your skin
like the tip
of a tongue.

I am
a tear
that falls
in the dark
unseen
and
a line from
the song
that's stuck 
in
your head.

I am
the touch
of a lover
molten and tender
and
a bloody
icicle
in the heart
of those
who would
be cruel.

I am
the sensuous
sway of
a skirt
over hips
and
a giggle
wrapped in
blue jeans
and
toe socks.

I am
here,
visible to
naked eyes
that see
and
hidden
cloaked
in camouflage
from eyes
that only see
sex deep.

I am
a book
filled with
words
laid open
on a table
that waits
behind a
wall you
must break
through,
to read.

I am
a mountain
of strength
tireless
fierce
and
a broken hearted
sparrow
who'll fly
from the
bars of
your cage.

I am
the simplicity
of laughing
dancing
sunflowers
and
the complexity
of trying
to capture
the taste
of purple.

You may
not ever
know the
value of
the heart
that beats in
this woman's
chest.
That's ok,
because
I know
the worth
of the woman
I am.

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