And our first sweet kisses in the hallway
Smiling, no reason, then I laugh out loud
Hiding my face from all I can't say
Silly daydreams make it hard to focus
Talking all night learning all about you
We eat away at lonely like locust
So insecure, still unsure how to woo
So fragile, fearful of careless break
Fresh and blinding like layers of onion
Getting in the rhythm of give and take
New hope for when I fall I'll have cushion
Stealing pleasure in the dark like a crime
Scary how close we are in so little time
3 comments:
I think "we eat away at lonely like locusts" is my favorite line from a poem, right now.
This is beautiful.
Ooooo girl, I agree with Mr. Low. What a wonderful line. I also really love "fresh and blinding like layers of onion." You really work the similes in this piece and they stand out beautifully.
Have you thought about giving this piece a different title?
In this poem, you do a great job of showing me how you feel, rather than telling me. I'm excited to read your other poems!
Peace,
Rachael
thanks a lot! and i really struggled with a title so i decided not to give it one. and thanks so much rachel mr low tells me all the time that i have to show not tell so it means a lot for you to say that! thanks!
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