Every touch of your lips, every smile that you give
Reminds me of the reasons on why I chose to live
The warmth of your skin and the rush that I get
In every whisper that you send in the dark silhouette
Of quiet night with the moon shining bright and full
The look in your eyes as you give my waist a gentle pull.
I never knew such pain as when you left my side
I always felt as though a part of me had died.
And in your return I found my solace and joy
Even as I knew you only saw me as a toy.
I couldn't bear to leave, to abandon you again
I refused to believe there could ever be an end.
Without you here I'm afraid to stand all alone
But I know that I must learn to live on my own
The hold you had on me has weakened and slipped
I no longer live my life only as you see it fit.
You laugh at me now, tell me I won't survive
But least I'm guaranteed a chance to be alive.
- 2/May/04
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Back in the day when all my poems rhymed. I like how it's split equally between the two contrasting mentalities even if some of it doesn't really make sense.
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I like both the ones that rhyme and the ones that don't, but I don't know why you never seemed to like your rhyming ones.. or was it just me misunderstanding? :)
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't say that I don't like them... I just think that they're not as deep as the later ones because I would have been trying to twist things to fit the rhyming? If that makes sense. :\
ReplyDeleteHmm... well I can understand it if you say it's not as expressive as you'd like since you were twisting things to rhyme, but honestly, to the reader (at least to me), it's deep all the same because we don't notice.
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