--- I Hate You For That ---

My walls are sturdy, they are tall.

Tirelessly, I add more stones each day.

Yet every day you peek over the top

... and I hate you for that.

I plan to coldly ignore you, and then

you speak to me, you smile at me and

my heart pounds at the inside of my

chest like a man trapped in a coffin

... and I hate you for that.

In its unattended moments, my mind

gets bored with the task at hand, and it

wanders. And when it wanders,

it always finds its way to you

... and I hate you for that.

Your intellect is an adventurer, yearning

to see new things, you are beautiful, you

make me laugh and you make me tremble

... and I hate you for that.

They say we are all made of stardust.

Much like the stars you are made of,

you are light years beyond my reach,

Yet, as with those very same stars,

I gaze at you longingly and dream

... and I hate you for that.

Reviews

[Kristina Moulaison]

Wow! I love this. The repetition works beautifully.
"you smile at me and
my heart pounds at the inside of my
chest like a man trapped in a coffin
... and I hate you for that." Lovely!

[charlie]

A beautiful write here. Love has a way of melting de-fences, doesn't it.

You should know that even if this poem were presented in standard margin left black font it would still read just as sweetly...