Someone else's arms...

No one such choose to endure ongoing harms.

You lay upon our bed

Saying I’m in your head

You’re not what you say

Words are games I don’t like to play

No attention paid to the hell you raise

I’m a deaf ear to all your false praise

Your hands now reaching

But there’s a lesson here, I’m teaching

I’m not an object to hold

To the touch more than my skin’s cold

I linger silk fabric's length away

Crazy I won’t take what I wanted all day

I’m slow like honey

Your hands won me

Whispers in my ear have undone me

Saying things will get better

I’m drowning and your words keep getting wetter

I can’t learn to swim

I have to decide carefully against this whim

Not with him

 

I’m beautiful flowers

On branches he’d trim

 

I can’t go out on that limb

Author's Note

We must do our own pruning.
Trim me a little please?

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

This may be a bit before your time, but this took me to something from my childhood,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DXS4_y6fU0

There was a boom, boom in this I liked.



And I have not thought of Dexy's Midnight Runners in forever.

[Jessica Gillitzer]

interesting, i like it not quite my everyday listen but i like it. do they have any other songs i might already know by chance? I hope this means you liked it.
=o)

[MoriartyMesa]

I liked this cause it spoke to me and gave me a soundtrack

[Jessica Gillitzer]

Well that is one of the best compliments as a music lover i can get < 3 < 3
=oD thanks bunches Moriarty.
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[fireblossom]

The second time I read this like a rap with a beat behind it... then it was very clear to my brain. It's a good lyric.

There is a now very old saying about sex before marriage...I can't remember how it goes but it is tied to using our bodies first and brains and deeper emotions second or last...

I have a daughter (I can say this cause you don't know her) who was caught in the "sex first and then find out they are dogs" loop for a decade. She finally figured out that a man who doesn't wait isn't worth anything.

Your poem is a cautionary tale for those needing to wake up.

Respect and love

[Jessica Gillitzer]

Thanks J, you are a one of a kind friend. Your so supportive and understanding, And it's caution I am just learning to apply in many ways to little to late. I thank you for the encouragement in your words.
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[Rebecca Buller]

But there's a lesson here, I'm teaching
I'm not an obect to hold
To the touch more than my skin's cold
I linger silk fabric's length away

I just loved the particular passage above. Very beautifully written.

[Jessica Gillitzer]

awww thank you Rebecca. I have been all kinds of creative lately, this place is an inspiration.
read moreawww thank you Rebecca. I have been all kinds of creative lately, this place is an inspiration.
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[Rebecca Buller]

You're welcome, and this place is definitely an inspiration. I've enjoyed reading everyone's work:)

[Jessica Gillitzer]

I wanna come check and see what you got in yours =-)

[Rebecca Buller]

I'll try to get something posted soon. I'm actually new to the site:)

[Jessica Gillitzer]

Well welcome home friend! Don't rush just let me know when you got something.
=)

[17thWhitePrince]

Interesting indeed !!!
Nicely written =D

"I’m drowning and your words keep getting wetter
I can’t learn to swim
I have to decide carefully against this whim
Not with him"

[Jessica Gillitzer]

I'm Edward Nigma, Oh yeah, I'm a comic book fan...lol.
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