Been crying internal bleeding
from wanting the streets
to be cleared from heartache
but the plow came too late
and my love it’s bound up in twisted fate-
feeling it all
then nothing.
What is wrong with me?
The snow is heavy
breaking my fall
wanting to lean up against your wall
so you could kiss me hard
feel my tears as I crawl
as close to you as I dream
in sweet sexy words
that invigorate my senses
as all these questions people ask me
fly right by me
crash into my sea.
I want to float above
but the tide keeps pulling me under
squeezing notes
living on false hopes
wishing that all this thunder
inside me would collide
with yours.
Wrote my last word
and finished the novel
haven’t you heard?
My lover is calling me again
wanting to know when
I will give it away
but he doesn’t know
that I already gave it
to you
a long time ago.
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Good!
Thank you!
Always a pleasure, love your stuff
🙂
If the words “wrote my last word and finished the novel” have any literal meaning, a heartfelt congratulations to you! XX
Not really. Doing my first round of edits…book has been finished a long time ago! Thanks for peekong in:) will visit soon. Thanks again.
[ Smiles ] Oh, this is another lovely piece of poetry.
Thanks Renard, (smiles back)!
Great picture to add to the words!
I loved it as well
Thanks 🙂
Standing applause. .. Nice one of your lines reminded me of one of mines..
I want to be so close to you
that when you breathe
I hear your future dreams…
Wow. Really blushing now. Thanks so much. Curtsy.
The work speaks for itself. . ☺
Beautifully sad <3
Thank you beautiful!
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Loved the internal bleeding. This was perfect from beginning to end. Nice image at the end was the cherry on top.
That’s what it feels like sometimes. Like my tendonitis, you can’t see it, but it’s still bleeding. 🙁
So stirring. Just lovely.
Thank you x