lovely
08-16-2001, 05:12 AM
This poem is not completed. Because I usually write poems in the midst of emotion..if i dont finish it then...then it usually isnt finished. But i like it, hopefully ya'll will too.
A Game
I call you
Hey, how you doing? What’s going on?
Laugh
Talk
Smile
We have a good time
Things get serious and we talk about us.
I want you so bad
In so many ways….I can’t believe its come to this
I only want to be with you
I want to be with you when you’re sad
And be your punching bag when she makes you mad
I never want you to feel lonely
I want to fill the voids in your life, but do I tell you this?
Not completely.
I tell you I care, but you know this already
You have to know
By my touch
My words…things.
I tell you I want to be with you, but not right now.
But really…
That’s what I long for in every moment that passes.
Do I tell you those most important words:
That I Love You.
We say goodbye. I hold the phone in my hand.
I stroke the phone, imagining that it’s your face.
God, I love those cheeks and your beard.
Your eyes….the window to your heart.
A heart that is hurting and so lonely.
I want to look into them and tell you I will be there for you.
No matter what.
I can see your pain
Feel it
Even though we are miles apart.
I want to hit redial
Call you again
Say hello again
Make you smile again
Maybe tell you that I love you.
And to let you know what I want to give you.
Myself.
But I don’t.
I sigh and give someone else a call.
He can take my mind off of these feelings for a while
And he does.
But there is no depth to our talk.
Hey, but there is sex,
We talk about it
We have it,
But it’s your face I want to touch
Your lips I want to taste
Your sweat mixed with mine..that is what I long for.
Our intamicy
Which scared me in the beginning…but
A Game
I call you
Hey, how you doing? What’s going on?
Laugh
Talk
Smile
We have a good time
Things get serious and we talk about us.
I want you so bad
In so many ways….I can’t believe its come to this
I only want to be with you
I want to be with you when you’re sad
And be your punching bag when she makes you mad
I never want you to feel lonely
I want to fill the voids in your life, but do I tell you this?
Not completely.
I tell you I care, but you know this already
You have to know
By my touch
My words…things.
I tell you I want to be with you, but not right now.
But really…
That’s what I long for in every moment that passes.
Do I tell you those most important words:
That I Love You.
We say goodbye. I hold the phone in my hand.
I stroke the phone, imagining that it’s your face.
God, I love those cheeks and your beard.
Your eyes….the window to your heart.
A heart that is hurting and so lonely.
I want to look into them and tell you I will be there for you.
No matter what.
I can see your pain
Feel it
Even though we are miles apart.
I want to hit redial
Call you again
Say hello again
Make you smile again
Maybe tell you that I love you.
And to let you know what I want to give you.
Myself.
But I don’t.
I sigh and give someone else a call.
He can take my mind off of these feelings for a while
And he does.
But there is no depth to our talk.
Hey, but there is sex,
We talk about it
We have it,
But it’s your face I want to touch
Your lips I want to taste
Your sweat mixed with mine..that is what I long for.
Our intamicy
Which scared me in the beginning…but