the other one
who am I to refer to another being with such a name
yet because of one man's mistake
it is that very name I put upon the one I love
the mistake
the very one which still burns inside me so fierce
that to even bring it up
would bring down a flood of emotion driven tears
and send my mind reeling with undeserved shame
the other one
I love him most
but it is not his passion I feel when we are together
but the passion of a much darker being
it is not his touch I feel
not his lips I kiss
my mind is in different places
in darker places
the mistake
I can still picture myself in the room
on the bed
I can still see his face
feel his grasp
taste everything
I can still hear him calling me back
the lights are off
people are upstairs
safe people
but who would have guessed
the other one
sadly to say
I am sure there will be many other ones
how could he love me
I am ruined
I will just wait untill the day he looks into my eyes
and sees not the passion which he feels
but the pain and fear
with which I remember everytime we are together
You are an amazing poet. This is the best one I've heard in awhile. It makes me want to cry, further more, it makes me want to console you.
wow... this brought tears to my eyes... I thought of something that happen to me... how are you young writers so powerful? ? ? I love it. I will add it to my favs. great job. Becca
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its a good poem but i do not Liek the way it goes