Use your Hands
Love me like you used to.
Touch me like you used to.
Years have passed,
But I'll never forget the way
Your fingers send electric through my body.
Not even sexually,
No.
Pull me into you.
The way you played with my hair.
Electrifying.
I have never felt more alive.
Since time has changed,
The power has been out.
I haven't felt a love as strong as yours.
A touch as powerful as yours.
The lights have been out for years.
Could it be that we have just forgotten to flip the switch?
Or are we just too afraid to turn the lights on
And see everything clearly?
YOU ARE READING
I Told The Stars About You...
PoetryLook at that, I promised myself I wouldn't give you power anymore, but here I am writing poems about the way you hurt me. If by chance you stumble across this, and you begin to read the words I have written, please don't mistake this as weakness. I...
