To You B, as always ...

 

My first attampt at writing a spoken word poem.




What I want ...

You once told me to poke You with a stick 

and You'd give me anything I want 

Well I know what I want

The question is, would You be willing to give it to me

 

I have so much I want to say to You 

But the fear of loosing You makes me choak on my words 

The fear of loosing what we already have paralyses my truth from entering the surface

 

The fear of loosing You ...

 

has already begun ...

 

Eventhough my lips have been sealed, and I've tried everything to keep You here 

So I meight as well tell You what I want 

as I am loosing You even if I don't 

 

I want ...

Just one kiss from Your warm lips

Just one night with You before You leave me for ever

I want to feel you as close as one can get 

Fill my lungs with your scent 

Memorize what your body feels like close to mine 

Feel your hot breath on my skin and your touch where no one else has been 

On my soul, in my heart, on the very core of who I am ... 

Places where I would let only You touch me ... 





Poetry by Mystica
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Written on 2023-02-25 at 11:57

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