I hate the way she smiles
When I compliment her.
First,
Her chest expands
Ever so slightly
As if I breathed
New life
Into her lungs.
And then
A small
Suppressed
Smile
Unwittingly
Creeps onto
Her lips.
And I can't bear it.
I can't bear knowing
That I have
That much power
Over her.
I can't bear knowing
That I have
Her soft
Beautiful
Fragile
Heart
In my
Clumsy
Hands.
9 comments:
love it.
You're not referring to your sister are you..?
lol
Fancy - thank you.
David - I think not :)
nice one, obviously she doesn't think you're so clumsy or it doesn't bother her at all.
Good one!
Thank you prag and captain.
I love your writing style, Genendy. I wonder if you are talking about a child? It doesn't seem like it because then it would make you happy to see how it affects her. Maybe it is someone with such a low self esteem that you get frustrated about? Please, fill us in - the suspense is killing me!
You are just amazing-- so calm and yet so tense and quiet-- waiting-- that's the feeling I get one of waiting
Wow. I love that you get that feeling. I want people to get a quiet, solitary type of feeling when they read my poems. It looks like I got pretty close!
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