Beautiful Figments

This poem was written as I was falling for someone. He was good with words and made me believe everything he said. Turned out he was a complete liar. Made for good work, though.

Like a soft petal in my hand,

your words caress my heart,

my ears, my mind.

A river of velvet kisses,

or maybe they're just wishes.

Whatever they are, They're divine.

But if your words are only wishes,

why must they be mine?

Why must they run through my mind?

They're making me go crazy,

I think.

Tell me,

how would you define,

these beautiful figments

that live in my mind?

©10-9-2010 By Ashley Nicole Nordyke

Reviews

[Mason Red]

It's short. It's striking. And it's really pretty. Thanks for sharing this piece of "good work", as you said, because it's true. Hope to see more from you soon!

[♥ Ari Skye ♥]

Thank you, & trust me you'll see plenty more!