The Closet Poem by Keshia Morgan Nomdo
The Closet
You kiss me and I feel nothing,
Just a deeper desire to be with her,
but what can I do but be with you,
'Coz I know she doesn't love me.
When you touch me, I'm touched but touched by her.
Even if your touch is harder!
Everytime you kiss me, I kiss you back,
Yet I'm kissing her!
I'm playing pretend,
Living a lie to plees you.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
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