Afraid...
Glasses empty, music playing, incense fills the air...Looking at me, talking softly, his hand touches my hair.
Leaning closer, breathing faster,
"Close your eyes i'll take you there"...
Lying in bed, what happens now?
Hear the distant thunder
Rain starts to fall like tears from my eyes,
Words unspoken make me wonder...
Sitting up now, wear my heart on my sleeve,
He tells me its real, he'll never hurt me, it kills him to see me cry.
Feels good right now, being with him...
Don't want him to leave.
I look at him, brush the hair from his face,
And I say:
"My feelings for you make me afraid,
Cause the ones I love most go away...
They leave me for the book of death,
Or a line of poison powder,
Scars on my wrists will always remind me of the pain that bled me dry."
He frowns and says,
"But thats not me"...
He's right, i'll give it a try.
I can't always be afraid.
I like the way his blue eyes shine,
And the way that his lips grin.
I like the way he seems so shy, asking
"When can I see you again?"
Don't leave.
I dream sweet dreams with him by my side,
Afraid now of waking up....
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