Scraped Hands Can Hold Too

by Kyle Sacha   Sep 13, 2005


You're here.
And I know
You'll always stay

You're here.
I feel your energy
Your spirit
Its here
Your sensation
Its lingering in my heart

Your black pants
Your brown hair
Your glowing eyes in the sun
You're looking at me

I think it's too good to be true
Look at me again
And again
And again
I'm letting my heart fill
I think I love-

No.
I cant fall victim to that danger
But it feels so nice
Luring me in
Slowly
Evilly

Ive trusted once
It just killed my soul
Murdered
And bashed with pain
I died a little inside
Its never left

But it feels so right
It comes to me
It holds me
The love
The irresistible feeling
Why?

I want you to hold me
To kiss me
To touch my cheek tenderly
Look into my eyes
Dance with me in my dreams

You're listening to me
Softly looking into my eyes
I'm melting inside
I'm an open book
I'm vulnerable
You're reading me like a book
Every chapter
Every page
Every word
Every letter
Every little ink-blot
Why must I be so weak with love?

Its not love
Love lies
Love kills
Love...
Feels so good
Whats making me feel this way?

Its you
You're soul
You
That word.
You
I think of you
In class
At home
In the hallway
Outside
In my dreams
It seems your everywhere
It feels so right
Never leave

Your voice
Its warm
It makes me quiver
Shiver
Melt.

You're hands
They're scraped
But scraped hands can hold too
You've probably fallen
Not as much as I've...

Fallen in love with you

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  • 19 years ago

    by Jenny Sys

    Excellent poem, 5/5.
    Jen x