Andrew Hoffman

Her

I long to feel her beautiful soft hair
I can't speak to her and it's just not fair
Her words soar thru me like knives
Touch me and help me revive
Her deep blue sea eyes grasp me with uncontrolable force
Why can't she feel any remorse?
The beautiful skin complexion is an amazing site
I smell her good stench as i grasp her soul with all might
Her desired skin is the touch i dream upon
My obsession for her is so very strong
Words can't describe how i feel inside
Lack of her love causes me to be cloudy in the mind
She neglects me and only twist the knife already inserted in my back
My heart is upon an animal wild life attack
I try so hard and attempt to forget
The candle in the window is no longer lit

Poem Submitted: Monday, October 12, 2009
Poem Edited: Monday, October 12, 2009

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