This swirl of adoration struck me by surprise...
(Oh the laughter engaged on the floor of your mother's)
Now, we're a knot on your bed and the sun will not rise
until tomorrow has come. Your breath pauses and your hand
grazes my skin, bared just for you; this air is stale yet coming alive.
We agreed to be nothing; no more than these words we never could say
never could find on the edge of our tongues;
dripping with wisdom... oh the scars that you caused.
Could I trust a man who left me in the desert with no water no word
not even a letter?
Like a boomerang
you came back when I had
found my oasis.
You say my name before you sleep
It falls from your lips like my dense poetry and I
catch it so quickly you don't even notice.
My lover my friend but never my
never my
I can't say the word.
I don't care or care to know what they mutter outside your bedroom door
The same things as before though they keep their burnt words hidden
I will lose you again; you'll fall through my hands into that pit
of people I'll never gain.
I don't like to admit
that I'm so afraid
that I'll be left naked and standing and bare
more exposed to that sunlight than before, already burnt
as my heart falls to yours and you become the rain
in this desert I am powerless to your magic.
I am falling for you, I'm afraid.
I just want you to say...
this time you're all mine...
but I know if I ask beg or plead or hint...
you'll run away.
A contest entry
- Vent. by Walking Oxymoron.
400 points, ended November 27, 59 entries
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Comments
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I liked the first couple of stanza, a tasteful way of talking about what I can only assume to be sex.
Fairweather boyfriend?
Someone who's only around for the good times?
This was a powerful line...
I will lose you again; you'll fall through my hands into that pit
of people I'll never gain.
I relate to that line so well...
Oh, this write is amazing! It's one of those ones that get better and better as you read down and work out what the story is about.
And I relate well to evberything you've said. (Aside the first two stanzas, which were incredibly well written.)
Wanting someone so much, but knowing full well that if it's verbalized, everything will go wrong.
Many people should be able to identify with this.
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The metaphor hyou used is brilliantly done & the emotion is really poignant. Lovely work... I know the feeling too.
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