She Poem by Amanda Thomas

She

Rating: 5.0


I scraped my knees and hands raw
Crawling, begging, pleading for her to come back
I tore at her coat and at her dress
And watched taffeta floating in the air
Like the ghost of her presence

The lightning that illuminates my window
At night reminds me of words whispered
In my ear when she held me deep inside
She promised to never leave, never
Ever run like she did that day

Ruined in a day, Ruined in a moment
My innocence, my soul, my body
Cries at the thought of anyone else
Anyone else could never, ever do, And
I must be content with these memories I hold

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Augustin Sebastian 21 January 2006

placing yorself alternatiely in He and She. the process goes like a wave. i couldnt avoid taking these two poems(He and She) together to say some thinng on it. Nice....

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