Him
He looked at me often,
His blue eyes staring into my soul.
He hugged me when I needed warmth,
His body protected me from the outside world.
He held my hand when no-one looked,
His fingers entwined with mine.
He gave me my first kiss,
His lips soft and gentle.
He called me beautiful no matter how I looked,
His smile reassured me.
He told me he wanted to be with me,
His voice made it sound so believable.
He said he loved me,
He lied.
Hi I really enjoyed your poem Emma, as I am sure we have all had that kind of experience in our teenage years. It provoked emotion and feeling and I think this was very nice use of words as they were imaganitive and real too. WEllDone!
ReplyDeleteI can definitely relate to this poem. I enjoyed it a lotand it evoked so much emotion in me. Thanks for sharing. :)Muntanga
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