That Night
Warm breath and strong smile
You could do no wrong but I could do no right.
The tension could be cut with a knife.
As I leaned into you
And I kissed you.
But you didn't know
That I couldn't be tamed
Or controlled.
But still, we kissed.
And later, you took me
And tried to make me your own.
But I couldn't be tamed
And nothing could hold me down.
No matter how hard you tried to hold me,
I would never be yours
And I would always be free.
But I think of that night.
And how I feared that I would lose myself
And let you tame me.
So I swallowed my fear.
And I ran.
This poem is about:
Me