A-hem!
Once again my tale rings true,
And I am an ingrate all over you.
My sweetness derived in love and desire,
Compliments, flirtations, sheer admire....
Turned your heart indeed, a connection,
but fast into that other direction.
Right to the place I have always ended.
Privileged in a way I never intended.
And thus, I hear your every thought.
Whether I want to...or not.
Pieces falling fast, and you just don't see,
Feeling for someone, but it isn't me.
And I die a little, whenever you speak,
Closer we get, the more I am weak.
You trust me, thanks, but I want a real chance.
To get out of friendship, and into your pants!
Once again my tale rings true,
And I am an ingrate all over you.
My sweetness derived in love and desire,
Compliments, flirtations, sheer admire....
Turned your heart indeed, a connection,
but fast into that other direction.
Right to the place I have always ended.
Privileged in a way I never intended.
And thus, I hear your every thought.
Whether I want to...or not.
Pieces falling fast, and you just don't see,
Feeling for someone, but it isn't me.
And I die a little, whenever you speak,
Closer we get, the more I am weak.
You trust me, thanks, but I want a real chance.
To get out of friendship, and into your pants!
Roses are red, violets are blue, please leave your comment, after your reading is thru.
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3 comments:
I loved that last line.... sincere and to the point.
what a great poem:)
You're a poet and I didn't even know it!!
Nice work, Dewittness
i've lived this poem.
like a thousand bajillion times.
got anything that rhymes with bajillion?
great poem!
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