Insipidum Amor

Insipidum Amor

A Poem by H
"

(Tasteless Love) "oh i wish"

"

If only he would notice..

Notice the way my hips have curved along with the my sunshine hair has

How my smile has straightened and gleamed with fresh new pride

Hear my ringing Laughter when he cracks a joke, so witty and timely

Hold my petite hand in his own silky fingers

Oh how i wish he would notice me but he will not for i am not the one he yearns to hold, feel, and love

no, that would be my soul sister, the one i call a life time companion

Best friends may we say, or my future maid of honor

How he adores her flowing blond hair like a goddess straying from her throne, or her matured body set on a young girl

She's everything ive wished to be but can not foresee on myself

Her nature is puzzling, how she can flirt without thought ease men into a heartbreaking death they can not predict as they are infatuated with her beauty

I see though, the trap she sets

and he has fallen, my angel, my love

has descended upon that horrified sight of tasteless affection

he is blind, only i can see

what he wants is not within my friend, what he needs is elsewhere

within the one he can not seem to crave

to want to touch, feel, and love

he cant not find her, and he will never find her now

she has given up, lost her faith and hope

He will never find Me.

© 2011 H


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i think i was married to you once, i know that soul within your writing. scary and intensely beautiful. good work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


You are a master of beautiful words and emotion. I like the flow and the way you told the story in this poem. I could feel the yearning and the understanding of watching someone get lost and you are not able to stop it. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago



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