The Man Poem by Trinidad Villafranca
The Man
You were the man that held my hand.
Then you were the man that held my heart.
Then you became the man whose lips held mine.
Who's hands caused my tears.
Who's words caused my fears.
And over time I came to find that you were not the man I thought.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: lips
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