He knows

I feel his presence...
I can't shake him
He's under my skin
He's in my mind
I can't seem to shake him
Maybe I don't want to...
I can feel him watching me
Watching every move I make.
I know he knows so much about me..
but yet he knows so little.
My life is an open book it seems

He knows that I long for him..
He's waiting in the darkness
He knows he can please me...
But he's waiting for me to give in to him
He knows that I want him to a point of salvation
I can feel his presence all around me..
I have nowhere to hide.

He seeks my soul.
He seeks my love..
He seeks me...as a person..
I can't seem to shake him
We have never met...
But somehow we have...in a different life..
Or that what it seems...

He's just waiting patiently until I come to my senses.
He knows that I want him
He can't bear the thought of losing me.
He knows that in the end.....he'll have me...
No matter what how high the price is....



Short story by Tara McKnight
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Written on 2006-11-26 at 04:09

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Rob Taylor
I think that everyone has a love like that! Distant but yet hopeful. It seems to be a common feeling. I loved it
2006-11-27



This is completly understandable, if your writing about your life. I understand the feeling of knowing someone in their past life. Once i started this poem, even if i wanted to stop i couldn't. It put me in a trance. Interesting composistion.

~Kiva
2006-11-26