Illusion
Control, I have it
Thoughts, feelings, & desires
Lock & key – held captive
Restrained by necessity
Then your face, your voice
The butterflies flutter
My pulse quickens
Free falling
Gone, totally and completely
Escaping into a world of two
Heart beating: the only sound
Exhilaration: the blood in my veins
You steal my breath
Press quickly, your lips to mine
Save me, rescue me
Give me breath
Thoughts, feelings, & desires
Lock & key – held captive
Restrained by necessity
Then your face, your voice
The butterflies flutter
My pulse quickens
Free falling
Gone, totally and completely
Escaping into a world of two
Heart beating: the only sound
Exhilaration: the blood in my veins
You steal my breath
Press quickly, your lips to mine
Save me, rescue me
Give me breath
posted by Kaymbree Grey at 5:58 PM
1 Comments:
Illusion is a good title for this poem. It makes me think of that feeling you get when you're around something that you really like (the french girl off of Better off Dead comes to mind here) and you cant say what you're feeling because you dont know how. I love the way you build up that feeling here because I know that when I go to talk, to anyone not just a girl, I think I know what I'm going to say and then when I open my mouth I lose control. Its an illusion of safety we create in our minds because we dont want to accept the fact that we have little control over anything in our lives. It all depends on the other person just as much as it does on us, talking in terms of a relationship anyway. The ending makes it seem like the speaker is drowning in illusions and the only way to recuse them is by expressing love for them, very interesting idea.
Again, I enjoyed reading this one.
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