I can still see her smile

armadillo's picture

I'm still in-love with her.
Just don't know what to say,
and i don't know whether
she's straight or gay.

I do know, however, the
nature of my feelings.
I also acknowlege the
way she reads my mind.

We used to talk about it-
The way she always knows,
but that was when
she gave in...for only a moment.
And like the elephant,
I will never forget that
sweet moment.

This isn't meant to be a poem.
More like a stream of consciousness,
something I learned how to do the
first time I realized I was attracted
to a woman.
Only she was my teacher
and I was an optimist...
and now my life has taken another
twist...

I can see why hopes are shattered sometimes.
How silly I know I've been...when I wouldn't
let myself fall for this one.
How I held on to nothing for too long.
And then she rescued me from my insanity.
I can still taste the lips I only
look at now.

But I can't let things get me down.
I can't give in to the frown...
Not when I can still see her smile.

Comments

Tjedza's picture

damn

woah- well it happens.
thats a pretty coherent stream of consciousness ;)

out of my mind... back in 5 minutes.
i'm not afraid of death, i just dont wanna be there when it happens.

saweeeetttt's picture

well whatever it was, poem or

well whatever it was, poem or not...it was reallyyy good.

They say it fades if you let it. Love was made to forget it.