You entered the bedroom and fell to your knees.
I wait the rest of my life to hear you say, I made a mistake.Inside my chest, a mangle.
Inside yours, a deflating balloon.You took the vacuum cleaner, the ironing board, the dish rack
and left me some lint, an iron to scorch shirts, one chipped plate.I would like to say at least we perfected
entrances and exits, like professional stage actorshoning their craft, but even that's a fantasy.
Mostly on TV the lions ate the hyenasbut sometimes the hyenas
formed a posse, and tore a lion up.Occasionally you came in out of the rain
and I was glad to have you.
Courtney Queeney
MY CUPCAKES
PLEASE DO VOTE AND COMMENT ,
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/204108099-288-k889589.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
POEMS THAT TOUCHED MY HEART
PoetryThese are not my own poems.... My own poems are available as "broken hearts " These are the poems that touched my heart .... My dear lovely Lilly's if you are a writer and anyone who are interested in expressing your poems can message me and I wi...