Claudio Micale


No more problems.
No more sorrow.
No more tears.
No more rain.

Your touch is rough.
Your voice is hot.
Your taste is bitter.
Your smell is sin.

I inhale you.
I breathe you.
I lit you.
I consume you.

You're my fire.
You're my soul.
You're my friend.
You're my enemy.

I need to exhale to lose you.




All rights belong to its author. It was published on by demand of Claudio Micale.
Published on on 10/31/2005.


Comments of our readers (0)

Your opinion:

Our authors and would like to hear your opinion! But you should comment the Poem/Story and not insult our authors personally!

Please choose

Previous title Next title

Does this Poem/Story violate the law or the submission rules?
Please let us know!

Author: Changes could be made in our members-area!

More from category"Drugs and Addiction" (Poems)

Other works from Claudio Micale

Did you like it?
Please have a look at:

Where Life Begins - Claudio Micale (Life)
Rainy Day - Inge Offermann (Emotions)