Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2012
Because you have this way
Of looking at me
That makes eveything else
Fall away.

How can I exist alone,
Or with anyone else,
When you have the abilty
To do that?

You have to promise
Only to look at me
Without recognition,
Without revealing anything,
And I'll stop asking questions
Without saying anything.
Written by
Natt Rozanska
645
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems