Seventy-Five

Seventy-Five

A Poem by Faith Almazan

Just had to be with you.
Skin to skin,
forever stuck,
in that position.
Oh, god that view,
from your window
in that room,
drove me crazy.
I think you knew,
how badly I wanted you to do,
all those things
you dreamed in your head,
on that plastic covered bed.
We yearned to touch,
those things unsaid;
that tension felt
grew more instead.

© 2022 Faith Almazan


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Love this!

I think you knew,
how badly I wanted you to do,
all those things
you dreamed in your head,
on that plastic covered bed.
We yearned to touch,
those things unsaid;
that tension felt
grew more instead.

Great lines about not going through with what we are feeling.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on March 7, 2015
Last Updated on October 27, 2022
Tags: flings, relationships, young, mistakes, party, granville, wrong guy, french

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Faith Almazan
Faith Almazan

Vancouver, Canada



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