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Jan 2013
I’m not ready for this.
It’s four in the morning.
Seducing me with your kiss,
Though I’m not brave enough

To fall in love with you.
Not enough heart to give;
My body wants it, you
Can bet on that. Our hearts

Stumble over each other.
Eyes shut, envisioning
The best in their other.
Babe, I’m hungry for more.

No, **** this.
I’m not strong enough yet,
Although you say “Please, miss.”
Uncertainty and fear

Cloud – my mind – is wandering.
Actions are hesitant,
As you come, sauntering
Through the door, I close my eyes.

As we share affection,
You don’t really hide it,
Your crown, your *******.
What cravings, desires, needs

That rise up from my toes!
I don’t want to repeat
Mistakes with him who knows
All that I have crawled from –

A wrong relationship
Where “no” means force yourself
On me and hands on hips
Warn what you're taking from me.

My body tells you “Go!”
But I’m not ready yet.
I wish I could tell you so,
But I must be a mute.

Yeah, yeah. You’re drunk, I know.
But I’m still not ready.
It’s 4 A.M., heart rates low
‘Cause I’m just not ready.
Edited 2/15/14
Refined in Flames
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Refined in Flames  Charleston, SC
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