I wrapped my arms around his body
and pulled him in closer
I wasn't keeping him prisoner
I just didn't want to say goodbye
I could hear his heart thumping
as my cheek pressed into his chest
(He had always been taller than me)
I wondered then
If mine sounded the same.
If his lips crushed mine, would it have been roughness...
or just a burning passion that kept us fascinated?
If he could see through my eyes, into my soul
Would it be trespassing...
or just an understanding of who I was?
And if he was the last thing on my mind
when I went to sleep
And the first thing in the morning,
would it be obsession...
or just bliss that we call love?
The time came for him to leave me
I tip-toed, reaching for his lips one last time
(He still had to lean down)
And the goodbye that I couldn’t say
Streamed down my face in tears
*sigh
Comments
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dude...... do you wana tok about it???? whats wrong??
Oh.My.God i love this poem..
"If he could see through my eyes, into my soul
Would it be trespassing...
or just an understanding of who I was?"
my fave part!!!!!
I like this.
WRITE MORE!!!!
Haha!
*sighs* stop hiding your emotions and tell me whats wrong!!!!
Whats bothering you dude?
TOK TO ME!!! -
i absolutly love this poem.
i must say you are an great writer.
keep writing:] -
oh my... wow... such emotion... this is a great poem...
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