Harbored Love

Harbored Love

A Poem by Skye
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Wrote this today in second period. Bored as all get out.

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My hands are trembling

My knees, weak

Still there's something I must to say

It's taken awhile

To make up my mind

But I know what I must do

No matter what you say

What you do

Or what you've heard

Now is your time to just listen

I've loved you for years

Though I've kept it a secret

I love the way you say my name

I adore your skin against mine

And your hair, how it falls into your eyes

Just now, I have realised

One more little thing

I love the way you kiss me

© 2012 Skye


Author's Note

Skye
I really hope you enjoy it, I enjoyed writing it. One of my friends read it and was like OMG do you have a boyfriend. i was like no.... and she said, How can you write this without a boyfriend? She's weird lol Anyway, feel free to comment! I always want to know what people think about my writing. I do not own the picture.

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Listen to Love Me by Yiruma while you read. I think it fits nicely. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Ah this is such a lovely write.
Wonderful writing here....

Posted 12 Years Ago


Oh I love that last line, it makes me wish there was more to read, like what happens next. A great way to end it I think. This was really sweet, I love the way you describe their emotions.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Lovely. Perfectly lovely. I really enjoyed this...thank you for the experience.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This was a really nice write. I thought it had lovely thoughts in it as well. I loved the last two lines the best. They were so cute. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


There's nothing wrong with wishful thinking, or writing. Lovely poem!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on March 27, 2012
Last Updated on July 6, 2012
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Skye
Skye

Virginia Beach, VA



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