Don't whisper promises of tomorrow,
thinking that I'll still be there.
My heart has been shattered once before
And without the will to rebuild,
I left the pieces on the ground,
From each sliver of hope that escaped me,
Another wall of brick was formed.
My heart is locked inside,
Safe from the danger of hope,
the slow poison that steals our spirit when we are blinded by a twinkling eye,
A warm touch,
A tale too good to be born of truth.
I won't deny the attraction,
The way your aura pulls me in,
Sends my heart racing,
pounding from the anticipation,
But I feel the need to make it clear,
That all you can gave me is what my body craves,
Because you will never touch my soul,
And even if you pick away at my walls,
Brick by brick,
The key to my heart won't be found,
So savor in what we have,
But don't ask for more,
Don't ask me to love you,
Because I can't.
I lost the part of me that knows how.
copyright (c) 2004 Crystal-Rain Love
Edwin
You expressed yourself well in this poem. I really liked this.
Love your name, first of all. Pretty!
Poignancy in your heartfelt lines: excellent.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
bravo
pax A
Don't let the lock go rusty..
Deep sentiments exquisitely expressed in this lovely poem - beautiful!
Robert
Reindeer
That lost part of you that knows how to love can always find its way back, when the time is right.
Joy and starlight
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