Blue cotton sheets

by miracle   Feb 15, 2017


I close my eyes and I'm back there again.
Same blue cotton sheets
The clash of skin,
You have me so lost
I don't know where you end
and I begin.
I tell myself I don't need you,
But there you go again
right on cue.
Every night you whisper
calling out,
filling my convictions
with doubt.
Like an addition.
I put your needle to my skin,
and start this high all over again.

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  • 7 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    Nice work Miracle! A powerful piece well worth reading! I liked it.

  • 7 years ago

    by The Fallen Angel

    Very briefly written, yet so powerful and amazingly explained the addiction part!! I totally loved it!

  • 7 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I like this poem. It has a 'calm before the storm' feel to it. Careful description of the scene, the addiction calling.. whispering to a will that is crumbling, knowing that it'll succumb to the inevitable.

    Suggestion - the words: ware (where), wispier (whisper) need correcting; other than that poem with good layout, and with a satisfying conclusion.

    Take care.

    • 7 years ago

      by miracle

      Thank you for your kind words! I will edit it and fix thoes. I! A little rusty.

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I love the needled metaphor in the last couple of lines.
    Be it drink/drugs/love, we always seem to become addicted to the very things we shouldn't!

    Great write,

    Ben

    *Whisper
    **Myself.

    • 7 years ago

      by miracle

      Thank you for the praise my spell check doesn't always catch on. Ill edit it. I havnt been writing much. I'm a little rusty.

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