dream fanatic in twilight time
with her hands clenching soft embrace
a time to need, an urge to fill
settling for less
and smothered in pills
a temporary neverland of sensuality
read your own reality
state the vile, advising innocence
and testing strength of heart
eighteen, blindfolded feeling
the touch of hand and warmth she sought
Author notes
in the end, you're never satisfied.
A contest entry
- At the end of the day.... by SomethingPoetic.
470 points, ended July 10, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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good job, it didnt grab me though.
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