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Aug 2013
You
I think of you each night
How silly of me
To breath deeply in the memories
Enough to get me high
And as I float in disbelief
I crash in to my wonderwall
Did you hope that I would crash?
Did you know that I would burn?
With want and need
And with the prideful shame
Of knowing I could make you feel
Did you know each time I read your words
I sit down just to breath
To ease away the feelings
That want to ruin our cotton flirtation
But cotton burns
And i'm setting it on fire
With my strategy of crash and burn
Because I will wish away the pain of time
And I will cry for our circumstance
But I will never appologize for wanting you
Devon
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