He says he loves me,
understands me,
feels my pain,
loves me for me.
**
He whispers promises,
in my ear, quietly
telling me he's mine forever,
that he'll never leave me.
**
I listen with an open mind,
but I keep my heart shut tight.
I want to believe him, truly,
but I've been broken too many times.
**
Because no matter what they say,
they always run away,
and no matter what they promise,
it's never forever.
**
But I'll listen for now,
smile and agree with him,
knowing I will never give
him enough to break me.
**
I'll just show him enough to scare him,
enough to make him leave.
Because I already know he will,
it should hurt less, right?
**
It will still hurt, I know,
and throb from time to time.
How could it not when he already
lit a passion so deep inside me.
**
He showed me heaven, hell,
everything in between.
His touch lights me up so bright,
an atomic blast, consuming my body.
**
He makes me feel alive,
like nothing else has,
my body is electric,
heating up like a furnace.
**
His hands on my hips,
his lips on mine,
every time he moves,
he turns me on.
**
His body is deadly,
his voice is fatal,
there is no way I can resist,
so I give in, powerless.
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Musings of the Insane
PoésieThis is more or less a sequel to Nightmares, only this one will mostly be freestyle poetry. The same warning applies to this one. Also, if easily triggered, do not read, please. Thanks and enjoy.