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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Romance/Love · #804076
poem for my ex
She's sitting next to me now
with those same wonderful eyes that
light up whenever she laughs.

I've waited for two years
to hear that laugh again;
for two years i've been trying
to stop dreaming about her;
I've been burning for her.

For TWO SOLID YEARS
I've been dying for her.

Funny how I can still remember
every square inch of her body--
I used to worship her body,
my hands flying furtively
from her tits to her hands to her
face to her pussy
as if in a split second
she might turn into dust.

I still remember her noises;
I still remember how she
moves her body,
how she reaches out and
pulls me when I thrust.
I still remember how she comes.

Last night in a dream
I discovered that the
universe is meaningless--
that it all happened by freak chance
and will end the very same way.

And I began crying violently
at the thought
but then she came in
and she knew why I was crying
and she was crying too
and we tackled each other,
kissing each other desperately,
lovingly,
as if in a split second
we might turn into dust.

But then I remembered it was
just a dream
and i asked her
IS THIS JUST A DREAM?
and she smiled and said YES--
she said she was merely a
chemical reaction in my brain,
a bi-product of thin sleep.

When I woke up
I masturbated so voraciously
that by the time I came
I had tears streaming down my cheeks.

She's sitting next to me now
and I want to run off with her
and see the world;
I wanna show her how beautiful she is;
I wanna make all her dreams come true.

Luckily, I still own the cute little
freckle in the middle of her palm,
and now she's given me a new one
just above her breasts
and I think I like that one better.

But how do you tell her
she has been the most
important person in your life,
has made the most impact,
has taught you that life can be
beautiful?

Do you say I LOVE YOU?

Maybe not.
Maybe you just kiss
the freckle on her palm instead.
And the freckle on her tits too.

Why say I LOVE YOU
when you can prove it
by simply sharing the moment with her?--
for in this moment there is no past;
in this moment there is no future,

there is only YOU and I.
There is a man and a woman
whose hearts are starting to
beat a little harder,
whose stomachs are starting to
dance a little;
there is only YOU and I
and this moment.

So I hold your chin in my hand
like it's a precious jewel
and I kiss you,
making this moment beautiful.
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