Come to me...
just come...
I beg you please...
just come for a moment.
An embrace.
A kiss.
A touch..
Your smell mixed with mine...
Our hands intertwined...
I once was in love...
Now I withdraw into hate...
I know now my burning love...
and its to dang late...
I write each poem with tears in my eyes..
and as I type the last words...
And the stupid little girl bursts out and cries...
It was lies...
or you'd come for me.
You wouldn't deny my heart of its TRUE needs...
Come back to me...
as Kurtis or V...
I'm lost without a guiding light...
now I'm just alone...
I wish and I wish...
I try with all my might...
But you're not coming back tomorrow...
You're not even in my sight...
God, your picture burns...that locket with you in it...
It almost makes be happy to see....
To see the other part of me...
But it hurts...
I cant keep anything going...
Now what you're gone...