My Beautiful Oxymoron

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
It's funny how you can love someone and hate them at the same time...

Submitted: May 21, 2009

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I remember his hand, cool on the crease of my waist
The way it just sat there as if it didn’t belong
Yet it was meant to be there all along.
 
The way his fingers curled around mine
So gentle
Yet so rough at the same time.
 
And when he whispered in my ear
His words soothed me to the core
Yet made my hair stand on end like I’ve never felt before.
 
Joe was my oxymoron
He was so much
Yet nothing at all
He was my first love
Yet the first person I ever hated.
 
When he kissed me
My body caved into his
Yet my insides were screaming at him to let me go.
 
My beautiful oxymoron
Everything I wished for
Everything I loathed.


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