Being in love with a woman i can never have


I wish to be her

I wish with all of me, that I could be her.
The key to your heart, your saviour
She gently moulds her form
Around your desire, ever so gently

I wish I could acquire
That which makes your loins burn with passion
That which makes your river flow
For what she has, I can never be

She, yes she is soft, like silk sheets wrapped around you
Rose petals that, ever so gently kisses you
A wind that gently caresses your skin
Which ignites your flame from within

But I, am a dirt road, of gravel and stone
The old stone wall, weathered, hard, and dull
A rusted old fence, with a gate that cries
My embrace, a cage of discomfort

I wish, that I was not me
I wish to be her.....




Poetry by Willem
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Written on 2017-10-21 at 11:04

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An interesting concept of being in love by wishing to be her. Nothing is as attractive as the forbidden fruit, the one we can't have. If she knew how you felt, you might find out that she can see you much different than you think of yourself.
Ashe
2017-10-22