Author: Airtime 13
Are feelings felt inside myself,
Or declarative (they are you know)
of something I want
you to see.
I emote therefore I am,
while always keeping,
something real, strange, mythical, from
out of myself leaping.
To know you I must open, part of my soul.
Is there a fear that what is seen
may leave you cold?
Doesn't matter here I come,
lover's leap beware!
I need to love,
and to be loved,
to know that someone cares.
------- Author's Notes -------
When we worry about what others think of us we close ourselves to them.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Stacy (188.8.131.52) -- Sunday, November 3 2002, 03:24 am|
This poem sent chills throguhout my body
|Airtime13 (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, May 8 2010, 12:28 pm|
How we like to hide, huh?
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