Don'T Touch - Poem by Moriah Lederman
Don't touch me...
I cannot bear you touch me there.
My heart's in shambles, no longer there.
I've hidden away my deepest spring for fear
you'll drink me dry.
I am no longer yours.
Clipped tongues and broken wings will take us nowhere.
An intimate battle of love gone wrong, we fight till the death.
There cannot be a winner here for neither will give in.
I want out... my skin crawls at the thought that
you will be near me yet again.
I can't dispell the images running through my head.
I want to flee... to be... to see...
And it's not here.
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