Flames
Like a moth to a flame
I am drawn to you
I know I should fight it
My mind knows the truth that we can never be together
though my heart yearns for your love
I'm not strong enough to fight my own desires.
I know the secrets and the truth that I wouldn't leave you
That when I'm in your arms Heaven and Hell couldn't keep me from you
The drug to my addiction
is your touch... is the words you whisper to me
is the feel of your body against mine
When you hold me
I know what it is to be complete...
your fingers through my hair as you pull me close
pull at my very core of existence.
When I have to leave you I feel the cold on my skin
the world turns a paler shade of grey
every second without you near goes by so slowly
and then you call...
Your voice in my ear telling me you love me
you know you shouldn't as do I
but the flame that has pulled me in has you as its hostage
We should fight it but we know that together we are stronger
Another day leaving a room we shall never return to
closing a door on a brief spell of happiness
reality awaits us we must replace the masks of contentment
Tell the world that we are happy apart
you gently wipe away my tears that fall slowly
Whoever said that love was cruel, that is was hard...
must be have seen how true love can never be shown everyday
Walking away from my happiness
turning my back on all I have ever wanted.
I feel my heart break every time
but I know that tomorrow I'll find myself in another room
lying in another bed
closing my eyes on another pillow
breathing in the smell of you
taking everything of you in for my memories
I will feel your lips kissing my neck
feel your fingers running across my skin
memorising every mark... every scar.
Till another day...
Till another life time...
We remember that the flames are too strong
We shall carry on...
we shall love.
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Stardust Lost In Fallen Dreams
Poetry'Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.' A.E Housman I've written poetry for as long as I can remember... My style varies, from dar...
