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I Love, I Hate, I Wish...
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I love when we say goodnight
and I feel your breath on the back of my neck.
I hate that I feel I can't breathe
when I don't know when I'll see you next.
I wish I could see into your mind
and decipher your foreign coded thoughts.
I love the way we intertwine
and the passion we begot.
I hate the fact I can't think
and am on the brink of self-destruction.
I wish I was more resistant
to this sensual seduction.
I love the way your arms fold around me
and I squirm a little closer to your body.
I hate when you tell me about that girl you met
and how you see potential for camaraderie.
I wish you were impressed
with me and couldn't see all my scars.
I love laying my head on your chest
and listening to dead rock stars.
I hate knowing
your heart does not belong to me.
I wish I was
all you'd ever need.
Delwen Doyle
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Michael Manners (5/6/2008 9:04:00 PM)
'I wish you were impressed
with me and couldn't see all my scars.
I love laying my head on your chest
and listening to dead rock stars'
beautiful, the whole poem,
It's truly a pleasure reading your work! |
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Delwen Doyle
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