Leria Hawkins

Veteran Poet - 1,347 Points (39 forever / Sweet Carolina)

Loves Me, Loves Me Not - Poem by Leria Hawkins

Date: July 18,2013

What of this love, not tender, not true
Like a bag full of stones, some black and some blue
With blows self-inflected; bruising my heart
I’m a fool who keeps playing, but can’t play the part

I found…such passion, such deep, dark desires
In a world of illusions, a dreamscape of fire
So caught in the moment, enamored by flames
I was confused by the blunder…the ways of the game

I was blind to the strings, till bound in the snare
I wasn’t looking for that, I was caught unaware
The clues now seem clear, but I just couldn’t see
I didn’t want to admit…my own simplicity

I’ve gone so long, with my love blinders on
So easily deceived, so defiantly wrong
I was caught in a daydream…a grand fantasy
Where I needed him, and he needed me

And even when sorrow, would drag me down
I’d lie to myself to turn it around
Every time that he whispered, then went on his way
I felt less like me, and more like prey

So what of this love, not tender, not true
Just a heart full of passion…left yearning and blue
I’m a hopeless romantic, just longing to be
Just some of the things…that he is to me

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Loves Me, Loves Me NOT
Date: 7/18/13

Copyright © 2013 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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