Glaring Displeasure

Irritations burst knowing what I can’t have

Attraction stares

Your photograph drives me insane

Irritations settle knowing what I can’t feel

Attraction shouts

Your voice pulls me so close

Irritations rip knowing what I can’t touch

Attraction hooks

Your mind jerks my mind

Irritations bend knowing what I can’t smell

Attraction stretches

Your core unglues my being

5 Comments

  1. Woah! This is great. I can feel the attraction! It seems its human nature to want what we can’t have. Or what we tell ourselves that we can’t have. An attraction like this though sounds too painful not to act upon. Nice poem!:)

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