There is
A certain
Type of
Intimacy
That makes
Your voice
Crack
And you
Forget
The words
You wanted to say
When you see
Me for the
First time
In a long
Time
And your
Heart stops
And a
Smile lights
Up your face
Your cheeks
Grow warm
And your
Palms
Are sweaty
You stutter
In an attempt
To compliment
And when
I smile back
Your knees
Grow weak
And you
Think back
To all the
Intimate things
That
Happened
With us
In the past
And you
Remember
That the
Reason
We haven't
Seen each other
In so long
And why you
Have these
Feelings
Is all
Because of you
And guilt
Spills out
Of your chest
And your
Eyes fill
With sorrow
And regret
And I
Smile once more
At the intimacy
If it all.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
ŞiirI see the sun And I see the rain And I dance through it all Not all of these poems are by me
