Black Poetry : Your Touch

danakedpoetess

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I have been in this game we call love for quite some time
Interacting with losers and deadbeats because they were fine.
Therefore, I remained in the game to claim something that was not mine.
Meeting someone special never crossed my mind.

When I met you, I let my past hurt blind my sight.
Killed you softly with my pain darkening yourh light
Fighting on enemy’s ground, cause you to lose track of your flow.
I did not understand at first but now I understand you had to go.

But I miss you so much!

The way we used to talk, laughed, and how you understood me.
Patiently uncovering long lost feelings not judging what you see.

I remember everything!

Your smile, walk, voice, even the arch in your back.
The way you cooked, bathe me, and those corny jokes you cracked.

Oh how I remember!

Most of all I remember your touch.
Your touch of electrical chills with your enticing lips, yes I miss so much.
Your touch of understanding of what I have endured
Your happiness gone astray this is my only cure.

You left me just as fast as you came into my life.
One minute you understand and the next you’re adding to my strife.
I am not pointing the finger for you did what was best for you.
Regardless, the cycle keeps repeating, I must do what I have to do.

I move on with my life pretending it was no big deal
Continued to meet and greet; wine and dined; keeping everything real.
When they kissed, hugged, touched me it did nothing for my soul.
My hair did not stand up; my heart didn’t skip a beat, not anything for my toes.

Your touch, not any other touch, but your touch is left scarred on my mind.
What we had is lost forever and I feel as if it was all a waste of time.
My time for I wanted true happiness, your time for you deserved the same.
Now someone else is sharing your love, oh how I wish you never came.

Your touch of understanding, sensitivity, and caring is gone in the Chicago’s wind.
If I could just have your touch one last time I am so sure that I would bend.
You have been a good friend, an inspiration, and a **** good man.
When I needed your touch, not any other touch, but your touch you were there to understand.
 

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