Falling Hard Poem by Judy Hill

There is this guy that I know,
He makes my soul shake from head
to toe.

His lips are so soft, they make my
worries at ease,
His hands are so gentle it’s like they
know where to please.

Looking in his eyes wanting him to
hold me close,
Wishing he say those words I want
to hear, as my heart would roast.

He set my soul on fire, every time
he’s near,
But I do have one worry, I do have
one fear.

I’m feeling this way about him knowing
he probably don’t feel the same,
All of this to him is probably a game.

I told myself I wasn’t going to let my feelings
rise,
And the way I’m acting to me is a surprise.

It’s just when he held me, kissed on
my thighs,
It felt so good it brought tears to
my eyes.


It seem like he wasn’t here just
for some sex,
Because when he did it, I didn’t know
what was next.

Maybe everything he did and said was
apart of his game,
And even if I did have feelings for him,
he would never feel for me the same.

Well if he is just playing me like a
deck of cards,
I would think it was my fault for
falling so hard.