There was something peaceful in your touch,
Like a cool breeze against my skin on a humid night.
Gentle.
Relief.
Needed.
It swayed me,
Demanding I find a way,
To hold the wind; to make you stay.
There was something toxic in your lips.
Like a drug created to render me lost.
Never enough,
Blinding me from the light,
Always needing more
There was something giving in your eyes,
Like arms stretching out to hold me.
Hypnotic.
Vital.
Their stare all that told me I was there.
But there was something missing in your heart.
Like two wires that needed a link,
A link that I was not.
Crushing.
Detached.
Unfixable.
I needed your touch,
I died on your lips,
I lived in your eyes.
I lost you to your heart.
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Because Life is Bittersweet
PoetryThis is my first collection of poetry I've chosen to share. It is a mix of high moments of love, low moments of loss, and the deep feelings that surround my passion Please vote, comment, and share! © 2013 JenafurMae
