Vi Ses SenareA 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 |
StatsAuthorAnthony M. BarajasANAHEIM, CAAboutI 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..Writing
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