Soft morning light peaks through the shaft of my basement window Right arm clasped round you, left arm falling asleep underneath me You moan in your sleep to go away Soon enough mom`s going to know you`re still here It`s been a week and a day What are we doing here? You don`t kiss me anymore I`m doing all the work it seems though you hold me close and whisper in my ear and fell asleep, hugging my feet You confuse me I let you in too fast Setting myself up to get hurt but that look you give me clears it all away You tell me to call you You don`t call back till 3 hours later if even You really care about me You`re not worth my time they say...you say I brought this on myself and I can`t tear myself away From your side while we`re laying here in this soft morning light snoring like a truck your arm clasped around me
Amazing. I really like it! Sometimes, that's how I feel about my boyfriend. You just wrote it in a more elegant manner. Peace and love
I think everyone can relate to that. That's why it's so powerful. I know I've been there one too many times and I'm sure to walk down that road again. Thanks for awakening the painful memories. Just kidding, it was beautiful.
that has got to be one of the most excellent uses of a word I have ever seen, I would offer for your consideration that you have a poem in you, for that word alone. It greives me the suffering that goes on in the name of love. People would do well to remember that love is a four letter word Seriously though what people need to understand that "falling in love" is a pathological state, what needs be, is becoming in love, for that is a neverending process. What is one of the most primal fears of a human? Falling of course, that fear goes all the way back to the trees, and not so much for the potential of injury from the fall, but because of what dwelt on the jungle floor..... predators! fare thee well, wheresoever thee may fare, may the faring be well. sine cera
