women.
they're sensitive, female human beings.
how we feel. is how we feel.
and when it comes to feelings.
they're fragile.
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they don't want to be played with.
they don't want to be altered,
that leads to discomfort.
that's exactly what he did...
he played and played and played with my heart.
he played and played and played with my soul.
he played and played and played with my feelings.
i kept letting him do it.
the pressure of feeling alone is a bitch.
you don't know what to do without him.
he comforts your warm soul.
you soak it all in.
why?
because you're fragile.
to. love.
your whole being just melts into his embraces.
they're so fulfilling.
so peaceful.
so addicting.
but then, he tosses you to the side.
he's unsure of his feelings.
and oh, you just sit there...
begging for more.
he gives it to you.
he makes love to you.
but still unsure he pushes you back.
oh and you reach for his touch.
for him to touch your soul again.
you weep, for his love.
you weep... for self love.
lost and not found.
it's all because.
you're fragile.
one wrong moment, and you'll just break.
fragile.
-radiantlotus_
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(Completed) Touching Poetry: Volume I
PoetryThis is Volume one of Touching Poetry. The beginning of a series of poems, inspired by imagination, & my sense of style in writing. I hope you all enjoy! @radiantlotus_ (I do not own any photos/clips shown). January 2018 ©
