CONFESSION
Touched by this passion, I
draw closer to you.
Surprised by the feelings, I
fight the urge to flee from you.
Overwhelmed by the confusion, I
remain alert in you.
Sensitive to your touch, I
yearn for the tenderness of you.
Open to what could be, I
allow myself to receive you.
by: SAT
Very nice poem. I went to poetry night the last 2 Thursday, I used to write myself. But haven't lately, I've been thinking I may just start back. :)
ReplyDeleteNice poem! Just found your blog:-)
ReplyDelete@Inez of Style Chic 360, Thanks. I'll start and stop, write and stop. My last hiatus last a few years. We should both start back strong! :)
ReplyDelete@Mrs. Pancakes, thank you and thanks for stopping by, come back for more :).
Heyyyy Sonya... do you do Spoken Word because if so I have the PERFECT spot for you we meet once a month on the 2nd Friday at Our Place Cafe on Main St. College Park for Poetry Night you should come out the cost is just $5 there is always open mic.
ReplyDeleteLA Lynn's, No Spoken Word for me :). Maybe I can check it out next time.
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