an offering about moving on from unrequited emotions
A bitter taste in my throat you're salt in my wound - gaping rubbed raw cut to the quick you pull me tight to you crush me to you breathe in tremulous sighs eyes closed feeling burning skin sliding falling down intentions fall away stolen moments I cannot keep cannot allow hope for anything more so why do I continue why do I allow myself to be used crush me to you don't let me breathe you in don't let me breathe the words that I don't mean bind me in my struggle is useless eerily appropriate the melody that cloys my memory but I can't remember why I can't remember the words beauty in sorrow misery in mercy I push away from you pull closer still in the silence feel you shudder and wonder where your thoughts stray and though I feel your warmth I know that you are not with me you wandered away and I am alone crushed.
This is one of the most heart-tugging romance poems
I have read in some time, and that says a lot, because
genius does indeed reside within The Den.
Yet another time, a poet has proven, that pain begets
wondrous words.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on February 12, 2004
This one is so sad and it is familiar..
Well done....
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
I have read in some time, and that says a lot, because
genius does indeed reside within The Den.
Yet another time, a poet has proven, that pain begets
wondrous words.
Well done....
Lady peg