Poetry Tag

Waiting

1 Raped by a love
protruding endlessly from a cold hearted soul.
dead, prounouced so, without a shred of guilt left
without a care, till you.
Bent skys, black clouds painted delicately
among the flying birds that represent this feeling.
the birds become a cruel taunt.
flying so high..almost reachable yet so far away.
devestation as they fly in another direction,
south for the winter, to never actually return.
Wil you come back to me?
share those open black eyes,
full of radiant glows of an envious love.
I love you, like I've never been hurt before
total, so pure like an angel kissed the feeling
I need you to caress
the inner workings of my insides
grab my heart and dig your fingers in
i want to be blind.
I'd wait for the final sunrise of my last day
to see your eyes gaze apon me
as you tell me you love me
that will be where my heaven lies
an eternity, watching..waiting..
for my one love to come.

2

Oh boy what should I do?
I must go
I must go
Then I got raped in my asshole!
Oh dear me
Oh dear me
Now I have to go make we we!


Contributors

1. JessB on Monday, July 25, 2005, 03:28:40.
2. Raped By A Dog [ mushroomcloudz AT aol DOT com ] ) on Saturday, September 03, 2005, 06:25:24.

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  • Updated Saturday, 03-Sep-2005 06:25:24 PDT