Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, May 10, 2007.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    I run my hand down the back of a lover
    and try to sort out these
    indecisive feelings
    try to say, without using words,
    or opening myself to more pain, please.
    Later that day, curled tightly in a ball
    a dent in the cushioned breadth
    of my empty bed
    I wrap my adult arms
    around a child’s toy, which doesn’t cry out,
    and try to crawl out of my own head.

    Can someone tell me the secrets
    of my quiet fall
    tell me how to leave it all behind
    but have it all?

    God knows he made a stunner in her
    you know I want to have my cake
    and eat it too.
    Eyes like a killer and a body like a god
    he opened up the cosmos and thus spake:
    “Hips like a…” boomshebang
    and I lose the words to say
    that she move my world and ignite my mmm...
    my everything.
    “Look what you done” I think, but don’t say.
    Because to speak would be to give it all away.
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    THis is truly stunning in its beauty!:smile:
  3. kindtosnails

    kindtosnails Staff Alumni

    Incredible, beautiful, love it.
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