Exstacy
Such over used linesLook and see
A touch,
A kiss,
A smile.
Like exstacy to me.
A thrill,
A tremor,
A sigh.
The effects you cause in me.
A passion,
A love,
A hunger.
The things you stir for me.
To express these is to revisit
That most re used theme
Of love.
It is to touch on
That taboo of unoriginality.
But to leave these feelings
Hidden away
Unwritten
Unseen
Away from you.
That is
No doubt
A far more criminal thing.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.