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Sincerely so

I've known my love for what now seems to be a long time And yet I'd forced myself not to acknowledge it Not to let my heart intrude upon the determination of my mind I'm dying for your love I wish to dig your heart out and drink your blood Now there words seem to beat against me as if someone else was saying them Repeating them over and over again until they drummed in my ears ,growing louder and louder Until my whole body vibrated to the rhythm of it Oh darling I'm dying for your love Though I'd never told you You must have been aware That my heart turned over whenever our eyes met Whenever our eyes me I yearned for you the very moment i saw you I remember how beautiful you'd appeared as you walked towards me We kissed as you made your way down to the garden of eden Atleast I'll have that to remember I admit now that since then I'd not gone to sleep Trying to recapture the feels of your lips on mine The strength of your arms when you held me against you That kiss has spoilt me Because never again would it be possible for another being to touch me Even on the hand without feeling revolted by it Now one , two ,three,twelve hours before midnight When he kissed my hand I felt a cold shiver run through my veins As almost as if his lips had been those of a reptile But then insidiously, frighteningly so The fact was born in upon me that he was man enough to want more from me than a kiss There had been a look in his eyes as he spoke which was impossible to misinterpret Had he approached me closely I'd want to run panic stricken to safety And what did safety mean ever since i entered the live era except you ? I love you ..i love you And as always i go back to the same drumming and throbing sound within my heart The same yearning which prevaded my whole body Like an aching wound until i knew It was impossible to face life without you

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