Poems from giftgirl2305
I hate your eyes
I don't miss your touch
I wasn't in love. . .
at least not much
I don't hear your voice
I don't feel your breath
that will...
Oh my Bellasiel,
you don't know
how you steal
the breath from my lips
or the great love
from the chips
of my agonized heart.
Oh how I wish...
And what do we say
to those left behind.
Wishing for destruction;
for time to unwind
A love stolen early;
a father in his grave.
When...