I shake and I shiver
I feel and I brush
I need a connection
I need a lovers touch
I'm tired and unwanted
My skin bumped with cold
I feel incomplete
Like I'm half of a soul
You're missing from my focus
There are parts I can't see
Like there's something not right
And lost in me
My fingers are itching
And hunger for your heat
Like two tumbling bodies
Together on a sheet
My feet are like ice
And my ears a raw red
If I stay alone much longer
Don't be surprised to find me dead
YOU ARE READING
Besotted and Blind
PoetryPoems or a stream of thought about the end of a relationship. The love was one sided. There are plenty more, just seeing if they're wanted first. If there are any grammatical errors please let me know.
