There Is Nothing... Poem by Ms. Anika Martinez

He kisses me on my neck and
There is nothing.
He moves up my neck
There is nothing.
He kisses my lips
Still there isn’t thing
He touches me everywhere
There is nothing
How I wish there were something
There is nothing
He says his goodbyes
There is nothing
He walks out the door
There is nothing
He knows I don’t love him anymore
I wish there were something.
There is nothing
Ooh I wish it were something
But there is nothing