You have my heart
You know it's true
Yet you leave me at the doorway
Begging to be through
My words they reach out tentatively
For fear of disruption
You're much too busy for my type of consumption
You say I make life hard for you
I distract you from your call
My presence in your life makes you question and you regret the man you are
Then I reach out towards you instinctively
Begging to be seen
You fold yourself around me
Plant a kiss upon my head
And say you know how I feel for you
Don't ask for reassurance
Don't get yourself in a twist
You think too much, that's your downfall
It's the unique situation we find ourselves in
Just know I love you, my girl
And so our game begins again...
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Author:
Clara Ipsum (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 5th, 2019 09:00
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Comments5
A fine write Clara.
Thank you for reading and commenting, as always. It's appreciated.
CLARA X
Love is one of the more confusing games we play.
scared to give our all because we fear losing and winning both the same.
Great write!
Isn't it just?! Thank you very much for reading and commenting! I always look forward for people's views and interpretations.
CLARA X
A beautiful rounded write
Michael,
Thank you 🙂 your comments mean a great deal.
CLARA X
That love is there between you, may your souls combine into one.
tis the strangest game of all.. I oft wonder why unconditional love is favoured above all else, when there are always so many rules imposed.... N
Isn't it indeed. Definitely not an easy game to play but it's worth it when done right... thank you for reading and commenting as always N
CLARA X
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