He kissed my hand
I kissed his cheek
He smiled with warm affection
He turned and gazed
I met his stare
He hugged me with protection
He was in love
I had a friend
His eyes beheld confession
He wanted me
I wanted none
He silenced his obsession
His face drew near
I turned away
He asked me just this question:
"If he were gone
And I was clean
Would you be my possession?"
Author notes
This is a very old poem, written back in May when my "boyfriend" and I were having problems. I went to a concert and found one of my ex's there and he was flirting with me the entire night. I wound up letting him kiss me, though I never kissed back, and that basically ruined whatever was left of my "relationship" with the abusive guy I had currently been "dating."
I guess I can thank him for having such an unbearable crush on me, but it made my life living hell for a while afterward. He is a good kisser though... 
(jk)
A contest entry
- All you can be? by Erozay.
550 points, ended February 3, 46 entries
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Comments
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Thank you for your entry in the contest. An interesting poem with some good rhyme, but we found it lacking on the narrative side, the content was a little light.
All the best in the contest.
Sue and Jeff
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i liked it
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Hmmm, well being in anabusive relationship really isn't good for you. I was in one too when I was a little older than you. He was controlling and he wanted to break up with me every argument we had.
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(sniffle) so beatiful...
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Mei amor! So touching...
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Um... What language is that supposed to be? I think you were attempting Latin... In which case it would be "Mea amor," not "Mei." Genius, Teuc...
I must give you credit, though, you are improving. Latin-wise, at least. You are still under the misconception that I am your "love."
*sigh*
Good luck, though!
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