Tingles

Tingles

A Poem by Tyrae'
"

the difference between him and others

"

My arm tingles

When it touches you arm...

What does that mean?

They're not even body parts that should tingle

When pressed together

Like lips

 

I mean, I sit on a bus squished to death sometimes

With guys that aren't you and

Even then

I don't feel any tingling...

Even when

we're forced by circumstance to sit

Hip to hip

Knee to knee

Shoulder to shoulder

to the point where I feel like I should think about pressing charges,

I don't feel one volt of electricity with them...

 

It's only with you....

Does that mean more than fickle teenage love?

Real Love

Real Attraction

A Real Good Chance

Between us?

What does it mean?

And why can't love

And the definition of loving someone

Ever have One meaning?

What does it mean?

I seriously want an answer.... 

© 2011 Tyrae'


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Added on May 24, 2011
Last Updated on May 24, 2011

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Tyrae'
Tyrae'

Hampton, GA



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A teenage girl, trying to break out of the box everyone is trapped in. more..

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