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Sep 2015
Be warned that should I ever get another chance to hold you close & call you mine, I’m never letting you go! If heaven forbid death should release me from my marriage you’re the only other person who’s wife I could be. You’ll never know just how much you mean to me, how much I am yours, how badly I want to give you the life you want with me, how badly I wish it was your last name at the end of my last name. Your hands are the only hands I crave on my body, the only naked body I want pressed against my own. It was never supposed to come to this, us meaning this much to each other, being this in love with one another. Now what am I just supposed to pretend it would have never work out with us, that once again I’m the one more in love, that you would have grown tired of me, anything just to face this cruel life without you. it was never fair to learn of your existence when I could never have you till death. However this works out, I promise to love you till the end of me.
Rachna Beegun
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Rachna Beegun  Mauritius
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