Jitter Issue #4
My Eyes, Your Face
Her face was pristineStrong cheekbones, angles clean,Cheeks dressed with rougePerfect, without a bruise.One lock caressing her cheekEyes tempting, not for the weak,No imperfection upon her skinHer alarming beauty was a sin.Luscious lips always wore a smileDiamonds to adorn her ears in grand style,Daily beauty routine, she'd never missHow I longed for just one kiss.I could no longer stand the waitBeing only mine was her fate,I lured her to my quiet place,And now I wear her crimsoned face.Rick Baldwin