Sentenced To Not Loving You

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D.Lester Young
Senior Member

since 2001-12-08

Posts 1219
Austin, Tx

0 posted 2002-04-21 10:32 AM

Poets make the worst lovers for their words will follow you in more strength. So that you will never forget the power of the emotion that flowed within you.

In all the directions I turn to
They are come back facing you

In my haste to forget you I move on
My mind slows in the surrounding memories
My heart has been encased in stone
To defend me from those penetrating eyes
Stopping it in more lost time

But why must I turn back on my one way street
In mirrors that conjure up reflections
In fleeting seconds I feel your warmth against me
As you cool instantly with words that say so little
But your body moment says you still care
That I exist away from you

So as I am reassured you are okay
The Venus trap opens it prey
From the black widow fangs
Sending me to my prison
Of a sentence of not loving you

In a dead end of your own making
You borrowed money from someone
That occasionally claims you
For all your friends wanted to be on the receiving end
Leaving me with the dust of eyes that rained
Inside closed doors

I will come back to receive my loan
For pennies on the dollar
As I will have to remind you
In a convenient lapse of memory
As you now have less of a reason to see me
You friends will now curse me
And once again come back to your side
Until you need them and have to face me

At times I guess my path is blocked by you
Coming to remind me
How much I do not mean to you
And your judgment has sentenced me
To a life of not loving you

As I walk away with more dust
In those lonely eyes
Hoping mirrors will not reflect
My raining emotions
And make you smile
In your web trapping me
On an island of never ending misery
Misery with four letters
That does not rain anymore

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D.Lester Young (04/21/02)
Tuscaloosa, AL
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Greeneyes

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-09-09

Posts 9903
In Your Poetic Mind

1 posted 2002-04-21 10:37 AM

At times I guess my path is blocked by you
Coming to remind me
How much I do not mean to you
And your judgment has sentenced me
To a life of not loving you''

Oh how I know these words, this poem went right inside, and I felt every line....Peace to you....

Lauren~

Step through the
barrier of my mind,
enter my soul,
feel my desire,
let my eyes guide you
into the shadows of my heart

RosePetal