The Crushing Crush

He grows on me I don't know why
Blue as the sky
Birds soar and fly
Ore mountains high

Your name tattooed on my right thigh
I sit here shy
Try not to pry
My muffled cry

Bittersweet it almost tastes dry
I cannot lie
I'd rather die
I bid you bye

Reviews

[Calissa Knox]

Your rhyming is perfect in this piece. It has a mysterious feel to it and the ending made me want to read more.

Just a thought: is it too mysterious? The first and third line seemed a little vague and I couldn't figure out what you were trying to convey... But maybe that's just me, or you wanted this poem to come across that way? Either way, it's a beautiful write. :)

Thanks for sharing!

~ Feather

[MerylDivya]

I appreciate your feedback

[Jessica Lynn Polley]

I love how the rhyme is continuous through out the whole peace. There is a desperation in this peace that just claws at you to be heard. Great write.