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The Dark Side Of Creeping

The dark side of creeping
Is it worth keeping secrets  
Which could bring two unified souls a lifetime of internal weeping
 
Her
My handsome soul mate it was about you and I
Him
Yet you’ve found comfort with another, baby why
Was it my silent undertones
My love for you without the melody of a sweet sounding song
Her
But wait, I’m still the person you’ve always stood up for
Him
My love for you has now been thrown out the door
Her
How about your spellbinding kisses
Him
They were for you, my one and only true misses
Now your lips have been kissed
Hips have been palmed in the motions of someone else’s erotic abyss
Her
Yet, it was your manly body I stroked throughout the night
Him
Somehow you were the one who forgot our love provided more heat than light
Whimpers of your sultry moans that once belonged to me
Her
I didn’t understand it now, at the time I didn’t see
Then how could we have let this be
Him
Somehow you were the guilty one who ran off and didn’t remember it was always about you and me, however now, I must set you free
Her
But baby, I held your hand through the tears of your pain
And yes these arms sheltered you and kept you dry through the pouring rain
I now have no one to hold
Him
Damn woman had it been foretold you would be the first one to fold
Her
Would you had still loved me with your heart, mind, body and soul
You knew my body was your temple
I’m sorry with regrets, but loving you was so very simple
Him
The creeping you have done
No one in this matter has won
Her
Hold me I’m Hurt
Him
Feelings for you are now buried deep in the dirt
You stand in sight and ask me to forgive
Why I was crying in the dark
Yet you continue to live
Her
I somehow emotionally slipped to give my love to another
Do you think our love would ever recover
Him
Your promises to me goes in one ear and out the other
Her
Can you at least hold me one last time
Skin-to-skin
Arms that embraced me have always been there for me through thick and thin
The Aftermath
Heart-to-Heart
A voice whispers in my ear
Him
I still love you for the most part
Hope
I blanketed the side of my face on a strong chest wall
Her
It’s a start
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Some people have an identity. I have an alibi. I have a shadow self.

Andre Aciman
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