I am

I know I am not your baby,
but I am the water that cleanses your stains.

I am your longest drag,
the cherry red.

I am the girl who knew you when you were nothing
and loved you for your chuckle.

Just tree trunk arms
and fertile baritone.
You never needed to be something.

I watched you change
and thought you beautiful
with your strange strange eyes
and no self esteem.

I know I am not your baby,
but I am the tears you refuse to shed.

I am your house of cards,
I need to be taken down.

I am your coarsest fantasy.
The snake bite burns.

Just murderous wit
and ugly spaces.
all that remains,
all that is the same.

I know I am not your baby,
I am just the girl who loved you for you.

Reviews

[The Flawed]

Well I guess by now you know that I like your work, but this is the best piece of yours that I have read so far, it takes it to a different level, it's going to my favorites right away.
What this says to me is that true love, is unconditional, and selfless, and blind, unfortunately it's also very rear.
But what do I know?

[fireblossom]

I need to stop reading your poetry for a bit. It's stripping my facade' away and leaving me vulnerable... My wife says that's a good thing...but it scares me. lol


You are a wonderful poet. You are a dream.

All the best and keep writing.

[*** Hey Jude***]

This is a beautifully written piece that shows how important it is to love someone
not for what they have or can give, but who they are as a giving, loving partner. Very nice! ~ Jude :-)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Your words are very powerful... to love someone that walks away when they get the slightest bit of success... Karma shall find them... a beautiful piece of writing despite the sadness within it.

[An owl on the moon]

Your writing is so rich and full, and I'm drawn to the flowing depth of thoughts. Here you bring alive reflections, memories, feelings, and we see the bittersweet moments of what was and what is. Truly amazing writing.

[Melissa]

beautiful images

[Eagle Cruagh]

He did`nt amount to very much
kinda run down at the heels
but he was loved by a woman
who just loved him for him.
You could`nt have done any better.
You could`nt have loved him less
Now you must forget and go on
No more gentleness.

You wrote a most sensitive poem
and although he was`nt much, you
honored him . That is the most that
any woman can do. You paid tribute
to the man you loved.

Very sensitive and beautiful.

Rated-----100 %

------ Eagle Cruagh

[DavidRyan]

Brilliant and heartbreaking. The frame of a man : allowing us to show nothing no matter how hard we want to spit it out. Well done, dear. It's nice to see you writing some more...it feels like it has been forever, but, in reality, most likely not that long. You don't stop by that much anymore...sadness.