Guest Poems

Stare

I used to know your stare,
I felt the peer through your eyes,
Shed light on my empty heart.
How i feel cold.
The bitter cold touch on my heart,
From that unwanting stare,
The cold is so cold i cannot stand it,
I can see my own wasted breath before me,
My urge for the sun is not wanting,
To stay cold is my content,
To stand alone in the coldness of your stare,
Rather for me to stand in the sun with nothing,
How that cold stare enticed every tear,
The coldness which runs through your blood,
Now runs through mine,
I am infected by the stare that bruised me,
But by that very stare which captured my heart.
my urge to want you,
Is restricted by that very same urge thats pulling me away,
The cold is so cold i cannot satnd it.
I used to know your stare.

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