I didn't want to admit it,
But I love, you
Made me believe it
was somehow, true
Love like the way my thoughts
Always come back to, you
Make me slam my eyes shut
At night my mind drifts to, you
Drain any hope of sleep
Without being with, you
I stare at my ceiling all night
And what stares back is, you
Whisper affairs in my eager
Ears that I can have, you
Are mine to obsess over
Flowing in my mind that, you
Make me love sick like a
Candle stick in a sea of, you
Are a wick of salt I can't
Spark, you
Invite it
I can't ignite, you
Light up my world
I can't tame, you
Set it all on fire.
YOU ARE READING
Thresheld
PoetryMy life is a series of thresholds that I overcome through poetry. Love, loss, pain, regret, humor, irony, word play, and even sarcasm are as much apart of my life as they are central to my poems here. I am Thresheld. UPDATE: It's been quite a few ye...
