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My Affection, My Affliction
Contributed by
princesspage
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Monday, 24th February 2003 @ 10:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
SecretLove
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Where is he now, oh hes in the other room But I am in the kitchen, hes in the study, I assume Maybe I should go and see My inner mentor does agree And there he is, captured, still and silent I pose myself, my nervous twitch becoming violent Surely he knows by now, I think that he would guess He knows My inner critic does acquiesce My burning cheeks, my heart pounding surely he can hear Whats this a look, a glance, my inner guru says to persevere, Leave now, its blatantly becoming plain That your not there to what Television, theres other goals at aim. I shut the door behind me and return to my friends I think I have to go now, but later I will make amends Im outside now, im not in there with him The midnight chill is bloody cold and the path ahead looks grim But then I think of our meeting are unspoken glance And I feel all warm and tingly as I think of our romance Not yet, you see, not yet, but I might go round tomorrow I think there was a top of my friends I might quite like to borrow Did you see it, his smile, I cant believe it came my way Ive seen it a million time times in my dreams but never by the light of day Hes so perfect, hes so witty, my beautiful desire Whos brown eyes burn with flicks of amber like embers from a fire Why would he want me, when I saw his last flame Who stepped right of a movie screen and stole some normal girls name I saw them together the other day, the whole frame of nature broke I sat down and bit back my tears, which I tried not to provoke I saw them through the window, his arm placed around her All I could think of was my defeat and how I could deter. But then he deserves her, and I would be happy if he was to And after all he would never be mine, this I can construe And so its nearly morning now, he has consumed me all night My mind has gone blank and there is no more Shakespeare to recite But oh I adore him, this fickle, endless want Which orbits deep within me and leaves me nonchalant If only he knew that someone adored him, but alas I will never tell So I must fight these pointless thoughts and try not to rebel There is no point in wishing, but I say this with conviction I have never felt more alive, when I think of my affliction
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Re: My Affection, My Affliction
(User Rating: 1 ) by AngryPrincess on
Sunday, 16th March 2003 @ 01:54:01 PM AEST (User
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*sigh* what can i say? its so cute how much you long for this guy...my only question is: what xeactly is holding you back, princess? if you dont try or at least tell him, he may NEVER have the chance to tell you he feels the same way...take a leap at what you want and dont accept no for an answer...he's in your heart and your mind...dont let it end at that, take him in your arms...good luck princess...my wishes are with you...if he only knew... :O) by the way, beautiful poem
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Re: My Affection, My Affliction
(User Rating: 1 ) by AngryPrincess on
Sunday, 16th March 2003 @ 01:54:17 PM AEST (User
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*sigh* what can i say? its so cute how much you long for this guy...my only question is: what xeactly is holding you back, princess? if you dont try or at least tell him, he may NEVER have the chance to tell you he feels the same way...take a leap at what you want and dont accept no for an answer...he's in your heart and your mind...dont let it end at that, take him in your arms...good luck princess...my wishes are with you...if he only knew... :O) by the way, beautiful poem
Lindsey |
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