Invisible Naevity

Invisible Naevity

A Poem by Mercury Mirrors
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This is how I feel about Max *eye roll* I try to think 'hes just a guy' but he's really so much more than that to me. And before we started going out this is how I felt for two long years, but ramped up a bit for poetry's sake! ^^ enjoy. My first post in

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I could place my icy hand gently against your cheek
But it would pass like mist right through your oblivious face.
I could scream out your name, but the sound would be so weak
I could swear I was locked in an invisible case.
 
Waiting in the safety of shadows for you to see me
Daydreaming of futures and nights that will never be.
While you shine ever brighter before my mortal eyes.
These emotions surging in me are my own hidden demise

While you’re walking through life with your back turned away
I’ll be nearby thinking about you, evening and day.
The world is pulling me back, tearing me from this dream.
But you’re perfect to me, not matter how they make you seem.
 
I’m sure you have a million imperfections and flaws.
But my lust has rubbed my common sense and logic raw.
So I’ll be hanging in suspense till I turn to dust.
All because of my foolish heart and untamable lust.

© 2009 Mercury Mirrors


Author's Note

Mercury Mirrors
This is the first time I've written in a whole year, so go easy on me plz :).

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wow .. this is great, i know sometimes i take long breaks from writing
but we never lose what is inside us
i think u did a great jobe with this

Posted 13 Years Ago


I really like this poem. It shows the torment of un-know or un-recpricated love. Very nice write! Keep writing!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on October 26, 2009

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Mercury Mirrors
Mercury Mirrors

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A Poem by Mercury Mirrors