Glazed

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Glazed

Submitted: May 27, 2014

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When I talk to you 

In the brief omission of anxiety -

Your eyes roll back into their hollows

Like two broken 8 balls -

Answers float to the surface

That I'd rather not read -

To questions I subliminally asked

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My words glaze over your face like a sunburn

Kissing you with white hot truth

Your replies come in flurries

Of formulaic responses

To questions I never asked

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What I thought was love

Cradled my words

Wrapped them in the fabric of our brief war

And delivered them unto your palms

-

You weren't there -

The night you found me

And wrapped your arms 

Around my torso -

You did not hear what I heard

When you told me you loved me

Or feel what I felt

When your fingers locked into mine

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The night that obsession crawled under my door

He took the space that belonged to you -

loving me with a tenderness and willingness

That I took to feel complete

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Even now

You don't know the cost

Of this love

 

 


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