Look into his eyes. Do you see the fire?
A pit of desire. What pity.
Look into my eyes. Do you see the pain?
A heart so slain. What pity.
A woman blinded by the silence of broken heart.
Fill a night with love. He didn't.
Fill a day with tenderness. He wouldn't.
Love is waiting, just beyond my reach.
A false hearted lover.
Another line drawn over a bedpost.
I've never been lucky at love.
A contest entry
- Contest: Love & Erotica by silent bee.
425 points, ended March 5, 2007, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Thanx 4 entering. Good luck! - cgirl0410
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Awesome poem, Its really good.
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hey kelly
its me crandon. The poem speaks to me in a way of loss.
We all have our good times and bad times with love. sometimes it just takes a few lifetimes to find the right person. There is always someone for someone. A motto of mine. The line "A heart so slain" reminds me of Hamlet. You know the guy he stabbed and the stabbed man spoke "I am slain" That it is the top line in that play that I hate. Well great poem anyways.
Crandon
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this is great. i love it...great job and thank you so much for entering the contest! best of luck to you!!!
~b*e*e~ -
Yep
Don't feel alone, a lot of us gonads are in our own world, you will have to learn the talent of how to get us out of our planet.
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