The Way She Makes Me Feel Poem by Sarah Hilliard

Have you ever been punched in the stomach? Have you ever just stopped breathing? That is how she makes me feel. so much of me wants to scream and explode into a million pieces. Just to come back together to have her hold me. Feel her warmth all over my body and hear her heart beating inside her chest. Then rip it out like a cruel victim of this game called love. I want to caress her body and feel the smoothness of her skin as my fingers glide over it. Smell her sent in my covers. Then lash out striking the wall, this throbbing pain in my chest gets stronger making my heart tear into. She brings out the best and worst of me. She is my black widow, sparing me or just simply waiting to devour my soul. End this agony or set it free... release me from my bonds and never let go