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By shameless Date: 2001 May 14 Comment on this Work [[2001.05.14.13.48.27359]] |
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Shadows of my love creep into my barren soul, there are few words you could say that would match my sense of poetic justice. What does it mean to let it go, get over it, and just move on with life? Can you forget the feel of love's first kiss, the whisper of fear and anticipation that steals into your heart at the time of innocence lost? It would be foolish to pretend that you didn't care, or you didn't want to feel any other emotion but passive hate. You love, you burn, I know you feel the unspoken tension in my body when we touch. Your fingertips bring to life more than just old memories, you stir to life a new passion's fire that would burn me whole if I were to let it. I pine, I feel too much too soon, so I lock it up and throw away the key, because I fear, and secretly hope that you will someday discover me. When you do, I'll have no choice but to bear it all, standing naked and unwilling as you bring me to my knees and force from me my secret of unbidden love. I never wanted any of this, but the more I push it away, the harder it's flung back into my face. "It's not even love!", I cry into the slowly fading night, but your ears are deaf, you don't need love to need me, so you take what I offer until I'm drained. I can feel no more emotions, I'm numb to everything but the heavy pressure of you arms bearing down upon my chest. Finally, I sleep and forget my body's betrayal to my heart and die the briefest death, a dreamlike ending to uor forbidden night. Quietly you breathe a sigh and moan not knowing why, your heart inwardly breaks, but only for a moment and then we go on sleeping. Sharing dreams, Mingling breaths, Daring morning to break the spell. |