Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2014
Like this, not like that.
You're too soon and my too soon sort of look alike,
especially when you tilt your head at 45 degrees to the left.

Only roads traveled are truly seen,
but I didn't get my yellow fever shot.

There is something different, in your eye.

These are the things I protect my heart from.
The fear, the pain and hurt of loving wrong.
written from deep within the friend-zone.
Written by
Eldavinn  Cape Town
(Cape Town)   
     Lior Gavra and Emilie
Please log in to view and add comments on poems