What do you want from me,
naked and blessed with a lovely face,
kiss me then,
a healing smile.
Push me against the wall
but make me happy and
I will give you my all.
Clothing scattered,
my emotions tattered.
But I still allow you to have your way,
winding and turning,
this way and that.
When will I learn not to fall
at each caress,
each word you throw at me loosely I grasp
and hoard it inside me,
for one day you won't be there.
I await that day
while caring more,
than I should.
Why do we give ourselves,
only to suffer once again,
the pain.
Broken in mind and soul,
they; my friends cajole,
to bring me out of the despair I'm in.
I can never win.
I want the agony and I want the hurt,
to make me hate falling in love,
over and over with you.

February 2010.
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