After all the wars and fights
after all the empty nights
I find myself undone by you
and yet you never even knew
Why does it have to be so cold
Why pass me by as I grow old
how deep in love can I now fall
waiting in suspense for your call
magic enchanting sight of you
wells up eyes like drops of dew
glistening films of joyless tears
that dwell awash in aging years
You fill me up with such ache
a deep-felt longing heartbreak
your awesome beauty must be
such a devastating force to me
a reason these poetic works exist
to compel your will not to resist
my intentions man to woman
don't make of them a bad omen
it's creations most cruel joke
a wondrous beauty like a yoke
to hang around a lover's neck
until he no longer gives a ****
If you loved me it'd be different
It's not just men who get limerent
Love needs blinders like a horse
There is no erase key for remorse
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 11:28 PM UTC
After all the wars and fights
after all the empty nights
I find myself undone by you
and yet you never even knew
Why does it have to be so cold
Why pass me by as I grow old
how deep in love can I now fall
waiting in suspense for your call
magic enchanting sight of you
wells up eyes like drops of dew
glistening films of joyless tears
that dwell awash in aging years
You fill me up with such ache
a deep-felt longing heartbreak
your awesome beauty must be
such a devastating force to me
a reason these poetic works exist
to compel your will not to resist
my intentions man to woman
don't make of them a bad omen
it's creations most cruel joke
a wondrous beauty like a yoke
to hang around a lover's neck
until he no longer gives a ****
If you loved me it'd be different
It's not just men who get limerent
Love needs blinders like a horse
There is no erase key for remorse
Inspired by sending another poem on FB messenger to the wrong person, there''s no way to get it back, so It made me wish there was an erase key for when I felt remorse that I'd accidentally made the wrong person feel something.