Love Me by Anna Awsumm!

So I'm not the only talented one amongst my friends. I actually am surrounded by a talented group of ladies and gentlemen with musicians, artists, designers, writers, dancers, poets, athletes and the list goes on. And these are only their hobbies. So here I present to you one of the poems by one of my loves. Enjoy!!! (Remember comments and feedback is welcome).


Written June 2009

 

Love me she screams

Pick me she cries

When she picks up the pieces of each broken love

With her never doth his whole heart lie

 

In and out of love he weaves

She offers her shoulder when he cries

Never telling him truly what she feels

A love for him that's so surreal

 

He leaves.

 

To find love once more

And never knowing that behind her door

She pines for him she relishes the thought of the day

He'll come back to her, and this time to stay

 

But he comes and goes, He's in and out

Back to the world to seek what all men seek

The kind of love that never dies

The greatest of all loves that holds no lies

 

Once again he's back at her door

To look upon her friendly face

She mends his heart

She cries with him

 

Though the tears she shed are but her own

From a yearning heart he'll never own

 

Yet

The love he seeks he'll never know

Lies within that girl and upon that shoulder on which his tears flow