Monday, January 25, 2010

Reaching

Body bare
before you
my eyes open
and old
misery
hides within my
heart
heavy
feelings linger
telling tales
full of
lies and lust
reaching
begging
who stands
before me
I no longer
know those
eyes I see
full of despair
behind weepy
walls of
contradiction
you hide
your heart from
mine
Let me in

3 comments:

  1. I feel like I know this poem inside and out.. good one.. haha did you borrow my cranky muse is that why I couldn't work today lol

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  2. this one speaks to me loudly, I feel the words and identify completely.... well done, beautiful.....

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  3. On the outside looking in, your beautiful poem reaches out, to come in. I always enjoy reading along, salubrious Lady Wookie. ox

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