By Renegade

A touch to my skin
and I'm already burning.
She looks in my eyes
for a sign or a warning

I know that
she knows how I easily
choke up and break down
and black out completely.

A whisper to my ear
and now I am smiling.
I hold to her tightly;
her embrace so calming.

She sees that
I see when she so carefully
brings her lips up to mine
and I part almost instantly.

A glance to my eyes
that I might be avoiding.
She sighs to herself
for what she knows I'm fearing.

I heard that
she heard what I am secretly
afraid of the hatred
of what I wish to be.

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Copyright 2019 Renegade
Published on Thursday, March 14, 2019.     Filed under: "Structured" and "Poetry"
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  • Eiusamor On Sunday, March 17, 2019, Eiusamor (1)By person wrote:

    People can have such powerful impacts with such small gestures. A detailed maze on the inside flutters and changes shape, even if just in that moment. The future scares us most of all. Beautiful piece.

  • Devilish On Friday, March 15, 2019, Devilish (3797)By person wrote:

    Afraid of the hatred of what i wish her to be.. And just what is it you desire ? .. Nice!! Scholar

  • MatthewAdamsPoetry On Thursday, March 14, 2019, MatthewAdamsPoetry (54)By person wrote:

    "Afraid of the hatred of what I wish to be." What a perfect emotional insight, and a perfectly balanced final thrust for an excellently insightful and descriptive piece. Well done!

  • Renegade On Thursday, March 14, 2019, Renegade (29)By person wrote:

    The balance was a little tricky for me to uphold. Thank you.

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