In a clouded haze....A Poem by Matthew Kult......sitting here alone thinking of you
Previous Version This is a previous version of In a clouded haze..... Sitting in a clouded haze counting my numbered days. Memories of you are all I have. Some even make me laugh.
My favorite remains under the Oak tree We were both filled with glee. Sitting side by side our love with no where to hide.
You were in my arms. Courting you with my charms. We shared a gentle kiss and that's what I miss.
Sitting in a clouded haze counting my numbered days. A tear falls from my eye as the memories make me cry.
I remember how we use to dance using it as a chance to see who could be more of tease. But we would always please.
Started with the touching of our lips then the grinding of our hips. Intoxicated by your scent true love unspent.
Sitting in a clouded haze counting my numbered days. Wishing I made a better choice so I could hear your voice.
Haunted by that day Late last May. You said we couldn't be, that you were leaving me.
I didn't understand why Just wanted to try You said my anger was too much and you no longer enjoyed my touch.
Sitting in a clouded haze counting my numbered days. You promised me our love would never end. Guess it was a gamer of pretend.
I didn't know what to do but I never meant to hurt you. I needed us. It was a MUST!
You were MINE! Everything will be fine.... but the rage... Now I am in this cage
Sitting in a clouded haze counting my numbered days. © 2010 Matthew KultAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMatthew KultARNOLD, MOAboutMy greatest sin is playing pretend. Acting as if a monster doesn't live within. And surely some I offend But allow me a chat. To show you what I feel It is madness not under a hat. As everything.. more..Writing
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