I listen to your laugh
And fall again,
For that smooth as silk sound,
With just a hint of gravel.
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Your voice is deeper
Than the ocean,
Darker than space,
Passionate as sex.
**
Your voice caresses me
Through the air,
My imagination creating fantasies,
Little story to match your dark song.
**
Everything tells me to give in,
To drown myself in your words,
Except for one voice warning me
That you are lying to me.
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But it's so quiet,
The other voices block it out.
And I walk into your arms again,
Listening to your dark song.
**
The moment you know you have me,
You shove me away.
You laugh at my confusion,
Saying I'll never be good enough.
**
As I stumble away,
Your words become harsher.
A chant, a battle cry.
And I realize I fell for it again.
**
But soon the cycle will start again,
And you will call to me.
But I will not answer you next time.
I will listen to reason.
If only I believed that...
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YOU ARE READING
Musings of the Insane
PoesíaThis 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.
