Tip-toesA Poem by MelanieThere are times that I wish I could hate you For you not being any better than me. I want to hate you for not being honest And living this lie we continue to lead. I want to hate you for making me 'render By the touch of thy finger tip to tip; I want to hate you for being that impressive, For accepting my sorrowed sigh via thy sniff. I want to hate you because of your dimples That Nature painted you so masculine, gorgeous – grace. I want to hate you for hearing inside me - Meeting my mind in the in-between space. If I hate you it'd be only my tip-toes On finest line drawn ''tween our love and hate. If I hate you it'd be caused of my paining That I may not love you till unknown late date. © 2009 MelanieFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on March 29, 2009 Last Updated on March 29, 2009 AuthorMelanieFLAboutDreaming of writing by the sea, gulls, A dream of sand behind the knee, clouds on breeze, and pineapple palm trees; I'm dreaming of waking me; I'm dreaming of chai latte tea. ...A quick free.. more..Writing
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