Broken Trust { 2 }
You tried very hard
To make conversation
But I turned away
”The Band ~ It Make No Difference”
Was playing on the radio
I don’t know what to say to you
So I looked away
But somehow…
You stole me… from myself
I could not look at you
I cannot accept your apology
The love you wanted to give
Telling me It will be beautiful
Through heartache and pain
Heat… dread…anger
Unnamed thoughts
Shifted between us
As you try to force your way in
To steal everything I believe in
Grasping me with your hungry eyes
Wanting me… wanting me… all of me
As you try to pull me close
I pulled away!!
I cry
Copyright © 2005 Tinka Boukes
maybe that'll be my next post title
William ......Peace & Love
Best,
Carolyn
Peace and love, Carole
Best wishes on stopping the cry.
Peace
Paul:-)
very intense scenario you've written here.
You really capture the passion of the heated moment
and the love of sensual real feeling love making,
Your poems are love in the making
and this one is outrageous too.
Rich Criso Suarez
We lost ourselves at one time or another,
but the main reason that we all survive afterwards is that
we are all capable of regaining ourselves at the end.
Hope it will not be a long journey until you come to the place
where you'll find yourself waiting there for you.
Love,
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
I hope and pray you find a better way, Tinka!
Eileen
Aww, this is so sad, Tinks! I hope you have better days ahead; you are in my prayers today!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :(