Re cloth me.
Wrap tenderly
your love.
Kiss me,
tenderise me.
With sudden
abruptness
pull away.
Insult me
hurt me.
Be true
to you.
Your are,
you were
and most
ever likely
will be..
empty.
You feel
for no one.
I hurt
from this.
I now hate
from this.
You have
no means
of loving.
You have
no idea how
to give. I
did..and now
I can't.
Go...
leave, I
will say
no more.
16 comments:
Indy - Nice work. I know how that feels. ;)
Bama Trav ~ Thanks chick.. and it still does ;)x
hum...it said alot. it shows a heart that is fatigued and jaded with love.
I can't say I know what it feels like...but I've seen it in the eyes of a few.
Love and relationships aren't always what we thought they were or are.
I'll take love when it is given only.
later sweets...fab poem, lots of passion in it.
Spiky ~ I'm a hot passionate being. I love too much and in return ... stupid of me I know ..but I expect love back of some callaber, thanks hun
We are both really enjoying your blog and poetry.
You have a beautiful way with words!
Alabaster & Loverboy
CHICK!!! Not a chick, Aahhahahahahahahaha!
Hey Indigo - when you get cold, does your avatar firm up and get bigger ?
This poem explains it in bullet format. Well done!
Secretia
My hand is over my heart...just wow OK!
Nice,
Meagan
Alabaster & Loverboy ~ Thank ou, I 'm going thru a strange transition at the moment.. it could get better..
Bama Trav ~OK not a chick, how about 'chuck?' ahahahahaha
Heff ~ possibly !
Secretia ~ yeah bullet form, I like that description, just require the gun now
Meagan ~ Aw thank you ... can ya come hold my heart too?
Great work Indigo. Keep it up.
Gregorio Martino ~ Thank you :)
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