The Words. The Actions.A Poem by Heather ♥The actual events of a relationship of mineEyes locked across the science lab. Perfect chemistry. Shown truely through the sparks lighting our hearts. Honest interest layed down on the table.
Lips locked, cutting through the thin air between us. Perfect distance. Shown truely through the kisses shared. Honest passion layed down on the table.
Hands locked at our sides. Perfect fit. Shown truely through our intertwined fingers. Honest feeling layed down on the table.
Eyes locked across the room. Perfect problem. Shown truely through the girl holding onto your shirt. Honest shock layed down on the table.
Lips locked ... just barely. Perfect draw-back. Shown truely through your pleading voice. Honest fogiving layed down on the table.
Hands locked loosely. Perfect secrets. Shown truely through your strange behavior. Honest confusion layed down on the table.
Eyes locked, though it's forced now. Perfect downfall. Shown truely through the words you speak. Honest hurt layed down on the table.
Lips locked, though only in dreams. Perfect torture. Shown truely through the way you made me feel. Honest anger layed down on the table.
Hands locking the door. Perfect nothing. Shown truely through you standing there. Honest pain layed down on the table.
Eyes locked on the ground or anywhere, but eachother. Perfect pain. Shown truely through our shaking voices. Honest tears layed down on the table.
Lips locked shut. Perfect listening and not believing. Shown truely through my hate filled eyes. Honest hatred layed down on the table.
Hands locked at my sides. Perfect shock. Shown truely by your cutting words of honesty. Honest forgiving flooding back.
Eyes locked on your face. Perfect heartbreak. Shown truely through my rushed choice. Honest dissapointment layed down on the table.
Lips locked in a pout. Perfect regret. Shown truely through our crying calls. Honest words layed down on the table.
Hands locked for the last time. Perfect goodbye. Shown truely through our finale hug. Honest finish layed down on the table. © 2011 Heather ♥Reviews
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8 Reviews Added on August 15, 2010 Last Updated on July 5, 2011 AuthorHeather ♥New Milfshire, NHAboutMy name is Heather Julia King. I am nineteen years old. My birthday is on September fifth each year. I am a proud mother of two. I'm single, but there's this boy around. You make me smi.. more..Writing
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