Love is a razor blade
When it comes out of time
In my soul yours's engraved,
Although you can't be mine.
It forces to admit
How boldly was stolen peace.
I dared laughed at it,
And now I'm on my knees.
I dared to think that I
Will always have a cold heart
I was mistaken...why
Am I falling apart?
I wanted to be in charge
of everything I feel,
Now every day enlarges
What I'm trying to kill.
Now every minute whispers:
"Forget him and move on,
This pain isn't worth risking,
You know that, it is wrong".
Now every minute makes me
Want you even more:
In words, in conversations
To touch the man I adore.
In words I want to die,
In endless giant deluge
You won't be in my life,
You're just my soul's refuge.
For words is all I have,
Too little and so much
While 2 poetic souls
Stay in this tender touch...
- Author: Gregoria (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 21st, 2023 02:24
- Category: Love
- Views: 5
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