Games

trin

If your words trace my heart like your hands grope my body things would be more than just okay.

I often think of a time before I gave you a taste of my untouched entre.

The short memories that could have been longer hadn't I given you a simple taste.

I strive for reassurance that I am more than a chase

I am only vaguely reassured when I beg for the answer I know I should not be getting.

Sometimes I try to remember if it was something I said that gave you this idea you had the given right to use me

I wonder if there is a man capable of holding my heart and not me down along with my time.

I wonder if the mind games he plays are not at all his, but my own games after all.

 

 

  • Author: Trinity Franklin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 5th, 2019 02:19
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • Fay Slimm.

    Serious points made here trin - -a poignant and touching read and thanks for sharing.

    • trin

      Thank you Fay, I appreciate that!

    • sonyaspeak

      Beautifully written.

      • trin

        Thank you very much!!



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