I know,
Your tender hands will rise,
To efface this poignant globule
And help my lips curve
Gently; upwards-
It'll be painful for you;
It'll hurt me...
...But I think, I won't let you see.

*I loved this stanza. Wow...this was such a different and creative poem. I loved it. It's so fresh with ideas and concepts. I love the style...it's so new and original. I felt like you told a very sad story in such a beautiful way. Wow...this was flawless. Your diction blew me away as well. Keep it up hun. Nik*