Your smell in the air intoxicating me,
The touch of your fingers across my skin,
The taste of your lips as we kiss,
The beat of your heart next to mine,
Pleasures untold,
Love never felt before,
My heart tenses,
My soul cries with joy,
But it is not me your smell is intoxicating,
It is not my skin under your touch,
It is not my lips you kiss with passion,
It is not my heart with which yours beats,
And a heartbeat jumps,
two, three,four,
And already your at his door,
That man i once called friend,
Your in his arms and in his bed,
And less that a week have past,
Since angry words between us,
Every day i longed for you in my arms,
While you where in someone elses,
Yes its true i did try the same,
But some things i cant do,
Regardless of anger or pain,
The thought of you and what i was going to do turned me from it,
Running away into the night wishing you would find me,
I never lied to you he said,
But he did you where in his bed,
You told me it happened on a Saturday night,
I didn't see you till Monday,
In him i confided,
At first my worries about us and what too do,
And then later my intentions,
Against me this was used,
My trust shattered,
A truth finally told,
A truth i already knew,
Of lies i was accused,
But the lies where all coming from you,
The two of you,
Laughing in one and others arms,
At messages send in pain late at night,
At a heart bleeding in regret,
Lies told from distance and lies told to my face,
I felt love,
An emotion i never knew in that way before,
I felt pain,
In a way i never thought possible,
But now i feel an old Friend,
An emotion known all too well,
Pain and agony tearing at my mind,
Anger, hatred, longing, love, regret, All pulling at my heart,
Its claws ripping my soul asunder,
This is betrayal,
I know it well.
Author notes
Not sure what to think at the moment. . need time to digest this. . it just keeps jumping into my head, if you always look for what you always have, then you always get what you always got.
A contest entry
- ~Through With Love~ by Still Standing.
1500 points, ended February 24, 41 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Thank you guys, this was the first contest i have entered. the girl this poem is actuly about got me onto here, normaly i would just write with pen on paper, once my mind was clear i would throw my words away. thank you for your comments and thank you for the gold. you have made me very happy at a time when happiness is a bit hard to find.
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a fabulous write! full of emotion and imagery... i loved it!
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Thank you for the comments. I'm glad you enjoyed it
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I can really relate to the whole beryal thing...every time for the past three years that I broke up with someone (twice) it was because of waht you speak of in this poem, both times were friends...can you see now why I'm through: I love the part:
And a heartbeat jumps,
two, three,four,
And already your at his door,
That man i once called friend,
Your in his arms and in his bed,
It's happening twice over as we speak...Thanks for entering and good luck!!!
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