To You B, as always ...
My first attampt at writing a spoken word poem.
What I want ...
You once told me to poke You with a stick
and You'd give me anything I want
Well I know what I want
The question is, would You be willing to give it to me
I have so much I want to say to You
But the fear of loosing You makes me choak on my words
The fear of loosing what we already have paralyses my truth from entering the surface
The fear of loosing You ...
has already begun ...
Eventhough my lips have been sealed, and I've tried everything to keep You here
So I meight as well tell You what I want
as I am loosing You even if I don't
I want ...
Just one kiss from Your warm lips
Just one night with You before You leave me for ever
I want to feel you as close as one can get
Fill my lungs with your scent
Memorize what your body feels like close to mine
Feel your hot breath on my skin and your touch where no one else has been
On my soul, in my heart, on the very core of who I am ...
Places where I would let only You touch me ...
Poetry by Mystica
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Written on 2023-02-25 at 11:57
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