Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Toleration


Sky blue,
A blue drenched in warm sunlight,
Soaked in ocean green.
I can't look away;
I can't get you out of sight.

I'm stumped as to how we met.
I'm confused as to what to do.
I'm fighting my habit;
I'm fighting my need to be with you.

I smile my stupid smile when you're around,
I grin my blush-engulfed grin.
I starve for your lips while they are on mine;
I hunger for kiss after kiss.
The more he touches me,
the more I miss.
The more I want all of him:
His arms, his hold, his kiss.

I have been poisoned
With this addictive intoxicated bliss!
I'm still fighting it,
And there's not a bone in me that can tolerate it
Anymore.

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