Vi Ses Senare

Vi Ses Senare

A Story by Anthony M. Barajas

Vi Ses Senare
Vi Ses…
Ses….
These nights a loneliness
I can comprehend
Slowly creeping in
While you lay across my bed
Black haired raven beauty
I cannot confess to you
The midnight screams
Softly in my head
Vi Ses Senare
Vi Ses….
Ses….
These nights a thought
I've slowly consume
It is not that easy to assume
The roles we play
When the days have been plagued
By the after hours of our
Forceful rhythms
Vi Ses Senare
Vi Ses…
Ses…
These hours seem so quick to judge
The natural order
To presume and adjust
The fluent language of our games
We have expressed the non-expressed
The impassioned kiss
The memoirs
Slowly depleting
From your lips…
Vi Ses Senare
Vi Ses
Ses…

© 2013 Anthony M. Barajas


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Added on May 3, 2013
Last Updated on May 3, 2013
Tags: lonely, love, lips, language, beauty

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Anthony M. Barajas
Anthony M. Barajas

ANAHEIM, CA



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I have been writing since I was ten years old but never really wrote poetry until Junior High School. I had a crush on this girl there that essentially became my one and only muse. We had become frien.. more..

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