Did you ever have that guy that you just never seemed to get out of your head..................Here's my tribute to him.
Can you feel my thoughts burning through you like hot coals
My longing need to feel you , engulfing me in an eternal flame.
Can you hear my heart sobbing as I think of days past,
Days that I was so close to you,
Days that have evaporated into lonely years since.
To think that I was within arms reach,
But never was I brave enough to put my arms around you.
I could have so easily ravished you,
Attacking you with crazed desire.
I chose to stand still and hide my longing inside.
If I had but one dream of yesterday,
It would be another chance with you.
I would make fear itself shiver,
As it would watch me pounce on you like fresh prey.
The world around us would disappear as my hot kisses melt through your skin,
I would breathe you in and never exhale, holding you inside of me,
Keeping you a part of my life forever.
But I can’t relive what I let happen,
I can’t delete the memory of you fading out of my sight.
I watched you walk away from me and never cried out,
I never let my heart speak her deepest secret to you,
Instead, I made her hold the pain inside and cry herself to sleep at night.
I told my heart that time would erase your face and heal her wounds,
I told her a lie that she will never forgive.
Now, with a decade gone past,
I still make love to you in my dreams,
Waking up cold and lonely,
Wishing the man beside me bared your name.
I don’t know where life has taken you ,
I know nothing of you, except that your image still reflects in my soul.
Yet, this painful regret and burning desire rages more with each passing day,
And as my heart bleeds for you,
And my arms stretch to their ends, trying once again to grasp you,
I wonder if you feel me.
Surely you must,
For the need for you is too strong to be contained in just my body.
The heat of it must singe you every now and then.
Well, now, THIS is AWESOME! Yes, the [heat] does singe me; quite often. Yes, I [do] know of that person I could never get out of my mind! I shall plead the 5th Amendment, for safety's sake. Don't you EVER stop writing like this, young lady! Cheers from Tennessee! Jeff
Reviewed by jan nunn (Reader)
Reviewed on December 10, 2003
oh yes Crystal..definately know this feeling!! well captured
Memory has a way of softening sharp edges, blotting out darkness; yet, I identify. Fortunate for me, the love of my life always keeps track of me: though we never will be together. Calls from time to time over the last 31 years and emails more frequently. To this day, he never ceases to surprise me with his gentle spirit. For the last 10 months I've been helping a young lady in California. I recently sent out a plea for monetary help for her to all my friends and family. He was the only one to respond with a check.
Well written, Crystal. I'm certain it stirred a lot of memories for all of us. And, isn't that what good poetry is all about? Indeed. ~~Bonnie Q
No, not a guy but... ...I know and feel right now exactly what you describe in this write from the depth of your soul. Thank you for sharing this offering, Crystal-Rain. Love and peace, Regis.
The memory is always better than reality after time has already passed. It is our nature to wish to retrieve what has once already slipped through our fingers. I do understand that longing which proves persistent even in time but fortunately I kept those feelings at bay so as not to interfere with the present. Excellent work.
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Well written, Crystal. I'm certain it stirred a lot of memories for all of us. And, isn't that what good poetry is all about? Indeed. ~~Bonnie Q
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