Ah, then came along a boy;
Such a glamorous boy!
He and I were as wisps in the wind: me icy and him scorching.
We had a relationship that satisfied our deepest needs.
We pushed boundaries with each other and did outlandish deeds,
Between us, we were allowed to feel greed.
Oh, how we yearned for each other much!
Yet, unintendedly, his tender touch had planted a seed...
I wish it hadn't but then I started to form a need..
For his love,
But as it was - he was only as a wisp in the wind,
Never to be seen again.
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The Optical Illusion - A Pastiche of Poems
NovellePoems like these usually aren't shared because people prefer to keep their emotions hidden and out of sight for whatever reason. I simply don't believe in that though. That's why I decided to share these personal poems that express how I felt in eac...
