The last moment,
When the light finally fades.
That is in fact the moment,
The moment I seek.
The fear of finally losing,
And never winning again.
That fear of losing all control,
That fear of making the last mistake.
I feel so strongly for you,
I can't help it.
I don't want to let go,
So I will keep my hands low.
If I hold your waist,
I can hold you closer.
If I hold your shoulders,
My hands may creep,
If they creep I may make that last mistake.
That final mistake I fear.
Like a demon,
My past haunts me.
It entices me.
I don't want you to forget.
I don't want to forget,
So I'll remember all of it.
It's my greatest weakness,
It's why everyone loves me.
So I have but one request,
Don't let me make my mistake...
YOU ARE READING
Words to match a Rose
PoetryJust some poems I wrote, felt like it I guess. Fight me about it. #57 highest in poetry. :D Wooo! Hit them double digits! Picture by my friend Cynthia Bisby from work :D
