Ive gone and done it again- I fell all over in love with him.
After I tried so hard to put up that barrier
Of cold stone so he could never come back in.
He is infectious, intoxicating- but he will always marry her.
But when he is with me, it is only me- not his other.
His deep eyes of light brown act like a lure-
Each day dream- one just like another.
How do i forget each hug, his touch, the way
He looks at my body? He hungers for my virginity
As i hunger his lips, his body- to play
With flirtation- secret acknowlegement- A God he is to me.
He has control of my soul, my heart is bleeding-
It aches to be fulfilled with love and admiration.
How do i break these bonds, stronger than before? No longer heeding
My conscience- i dont care any more for that latch on
My heart- feel my body, kiss my lips, run your fingers
Through my hair, place your hand in my hand.
I cannot run any more- but i cannot stay for this man.
He is not my man- he may act like one, but he is no cheat.
Counting down to our last embrace-our final goodbye is bitter sweet.
Conchita Mauer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/again-48/
