I know you.
Your hands trace the dip along her waist to hip
Trail fingers down her spine she begs
I loathe you.
Your eyes flecked green and brown
Earthy as you've always been grounded
You hold her eyes in a private moment in a public place
I miss you.
Moments frolick between us and you pull away
I know you.
The world blurs before you hues of depression and omnission
you lose yourself willingly, urgently in her as your fingers get lost in the tangles of her blond hair
The brink of fucking nirvana
I love you.
Empty space, always the empty space between us now
Even when our breath hesitates in tandem and you can't look away for just a moment
I hate you.
And now
The blush in her cheeks trips your heartbeat
But you'll never let her know you.
Her words curl barely cruel
My smile accompanies it
I hope she ruins you.
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People are People are People
PoesíaA jazzy little collection of poems that were born to keep me a little bit sane. If you're into peeping in on someone's inner universe, then this is specially crafted with you in mind. As the poems go on, I get older, life gets harder, but the poetry...
