Unsure

Unsure

A Poem by ~*Cuddle_Bug*~
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Still not really a poem. . . I don't know why I wrote this, but it's very vague in its context, but not so much in the feeling of it. . . I don't know, I can't eplain it. . . I give up.

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My mind sways

 

To the scent of your hair

 

The way your lips tremble when you moan ever so slightly as we kiss

 

How I know you want to arch your body against mine when I’m on top of you, but you never do so you can keep seeming indifferent

 

To the fact that you told me it was just to keep you entertained, and I just smiled because I knew it would hurt you if I said the same

 

To the way you shiver when I kiss your neck

 

How you show your constant guilt by never looking me in the eyes . . . and the way I start crying when you do

 

To the way you keep coming back when you say you’re leaving

 

           And when I catch my breath and my thoughts come back to here and now, you ask, “What’s wrong?” and I say, “Nothing, just that I’m thinking of you.”  

© 2008 ~*Cuddle_Bug*~


Author's Note

~*Cuddle_Bug*~
I don't know. . . I'm confused about it. . .

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wow.
i really like it. it's amazing gina
what a sad relationship though...

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ough � :)

It's a gift to know how to love a man like you do � understanding completely and giving such incomparable affection.

You express your emotions with grace.

*****Poem.

A.M.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well, I thought it was beautiful. True, I'm not sure it would be considered a poem or not, but it is compassionate and full of affection with longing. Well done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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