His lips were a psychotic obsession,
Every touch left me begging for more.
He was my form of transgression.
A sin hidden behind a locked door.
He was the fruit from the forbidden tree.
Without him I wouldn't be.
The smiles, the gazes, the sweet confession,
The promises spoken behind a store.
Hidden away, his love is in my possession,
Not a single second, minute, hour was a bore.
With him there was no reality,
He is my escape, my fantasy.
But he left, leaving me in a state of depression,
Ripping my heart out from the core.
The emotions I now feel, are of sadness and aggression,
Leaving behind a bruise, forever sore.
I can't go without him, he's my escasty,
Don't go Romeo, wait for me.
- FEE
- - - - -
This is owned by Wattpad account fab-alayshus. None of our material may ever be copied for any public or personal use under a different name.
- - - - -
Hey, there!!
You! Yeah, you!! The one that's reading this. Yeah, You!!
I want you to tap on that 'Vote' button. Then I want you to comment " I'm Juliet". And then I want YOU to head over to our account and tap on that 'Follow' button.
Thanx for the love and support,
Fee & Laysha
YOU ARE READING
Word Up!
General FictionEnjoy a range of original POEMS created by ourselves. Since this is a joint account (2 co-writers) we would love if you follow, read, comment and vote! Don't be a ghost reader!
