She fills my days.
She lights my nights.
“My door is open, come inside.”
Why is it I fear to accept?
Ramrod straight, prim and proper,
work and prosper but love is amiss.
“Hold me, I need you close.”
Why is it I fear to approach?
Her eyes plead with sorrow,
Her lips quiver with anticipation.
“Hold me tight, kiss me slow.”
Why is it I fear to embrace?
Two people alone, striving not to be
but always will be, alone.
“Lead me to the place we once did know.”
What is it I fear?
In a list
A contest entry
- LOVE LOST by Darc Soul.
300 points, ended March 2, 2007, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please be honest, whilst stroking my ego is nice it does not help me grow as a writer. If you have any constructive criticism or positive suggestions on how to improve my work please let me know.
Comments
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This is very interesting and I like the way you spaced the poem. I hope you win the contest. Great write!
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Thank you for your encouraging comments.
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