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Basra
Basra
19 Followers

She pulled me off my spot,
asked me if I felt a little hot.
'For you baby?'
I asked,
'What do you think?'
'Can't get you off my mind,
and if I try,
all I seem to find,
is the memory of your touch
on my skin like a mission!'

She said,
'Alright lets talk.
Matter fact,
let's take a walk.
And be sure to hold my hand,
so they know you're mine.'

I couldn't touch her!
My feelings intact!
The problem was,
getting caught in the act,
of loving another woman with no shame.

Although disappointed,
she said she understood.
'But we can't start a foundation
on the inside of a closet!
Choose now,
and pay the price.
Me or the one's you're afraid of.
Girl!
The choice ain't simple!
It ain't simple,
But you have to choose!

I weighed my options,
I weighed 'em good.
I knew if I chose her,
Things would be good.
And then maybe...
Then maybe life
Would have some meaning.

On the other hand,
I was still connected
to my family,
work,
and solo efforts.
Could I break all my bonds
for the sake of a new one?

I sighed,
and said I honestly couldn't.
And my almost girl
hugged me once
and said she couldn't wait.

So I went back on my aisle
Alone again,
At least for awhile.
This closet,
this damn closet
is getting too small for me.

Basra
Basra
19 Followers
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KOLKOREKOLKOREalmost 16 years ago
in and out of the closet...

"But we can't start a foundation/on the inside of a closet!" with the idea of realizing a methaphor (in and out of a closet)plus humor as in these lines, you brought something fresh to a loaded topic. In my opinion, the more you emphasize the humor (it's possible, even with dead serious topics) the better and more effective the poem could become.

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