stranger in the midst
passing by to catch a glimpse
of your eyes.
You don't say much....
is it just another day?
no happy ending,
just another night of sorrow....
everything is just a blur
hiding behind my pretend laughter
don't you love me?
We are but two strangers
decoding body language
break the chains that surround you…
am I not who you want anymore?
I have many gents who long
for me.......why do I deny them?
Their warmth touch......
their succulent lips
I too long for....
I lay in bed just to close my eyes
in yet another drowning nightmare.
Release me.....
Give me the pleasure I long for
NOT by your hands but of another
for it is too late, for you are among a stranger in the midst.
Written by Lisa York
2 comments:
You should start back blogging.
MilesOfTrane - Thanks, yes, I really think I should. I've been crazy busy so hopefully I can make the time to sart again.
thanks and hope you enjoyed the poem.
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