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Kiss of Life
That kiss
Brought me back
To life.
It inflated my lungs
Made my heart drum
It pumped my blood
Through my veins
It made me able
My nerves sparked
With passionate electricity
I could respond
To the feel of her lips
I swayed my jaw and mouth
In perfect harmony
As if it was a machine
It took a second
But our movements
Fell in sync
Her arms reach
Around my body
To sprawl against
My lower and upper back
I mimicked her enthusiasm
I pressed myself
Into her body
I let my guard down
The wall I spent
Months building
Was destroyed
By the fatal kiss
That gave me life
When it was over
I missed your touch
I craved your lips
Then you told me
The truth
That I was your test
That I was your experiment
That it meant nothing
That you felt nothing
Well it made me feel
A little too much
I could feel the pain
The rejection
Your laughter
Like acid on my scars
Your jokes
Like a blade
It slices me
Until I am
Just pieces
You gave me
The gift of confidence
And then
The curse of self doubt
I don't even like you
Not that way
Now my heart
Sadly, is still drumming
But my wall is back
Next time it won't
Fail me
I won't sink in
I won't be fragile
I will be the whore
I will have fun
And break hearts
Better theirs than mine
Right?
Right.
Brought me back
To life.
It inflated my lungs
Made my heart drum
It pumped my blood
Through my veins
It made me able
My nerves sparked
With passionate electricity
I could respond
To the feel of her lips
I swayed my jaw and mouth
In perfect harmony
As if it was a machine
It took a second
But our movements
Fell in sync
Her arms reach
Around my body
To sprawl against
My lower and upper back
I mimicked her enthusiasm
I pressed myself
Into her body
I let my guard down
The wall I spent
Months building
Was destroyed
By the fatal kiss
That gave me life
When it was over
I missed your touch
I craved your lips
Then you told me
The truth
That I was your test
That I was your experiment
That it meant nothing
That you felt nothing
Well it made me feel
A little too much
I could feel the pain
The rejection
Your laughter
Like acid on my scars
Your jokes
Like a blade
It slices me
Until I am
Just pieces
You gave me
The gift of confidence
And then
The curse of self doubt
I don't even like you
Not that way
Now my heart
Sadly, is still drumming
But my wall is back
Next time it won't
Fail me
I won't sink in
I won't be fragile
I will be the whore
I will have fun
And break hearts
Better theirs than mine
Right?
Right.
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