Melon

At times, my moods are drawn apart
Like curtains on a dark night.
I glare at myself through the cold glass.

Yesterday I sat in the dark for hours.
I couldn't help but cry at your voice.
I'm glad you didn't get me roses,
You know me well.

Today I'm laughing,
With your hand over my mouth.
"Is this turning you on?" you say.

Reviews

[wolfshrew]

This is right to be choppy, you wouldn't feel the weight any other way.

[lark]

i think the stanzas are a lil too choppy. i'd try softening the distance a bit.

[Rasputin]

I like this one. Emotional, yet kinky.