Confusion

through the mist
and all the confusion
i see him.
he's running towards me
calling my name.
through all my doubts
he runs to be with me
he catches my hand
and points to the moon
'i'll take you there' he promises.
he leans in
sweet kisses are layed upon me
as light as butterfly wings
he moves up my neck
my cheeks
my nose
and finally my lips.
light, delicate, passionate, needed.
like star crossed lovers
we've had our problems
we've jumped our hurdles
we've made it.
but now i'm waiting for the tragedy
the thing that will shatter us.
that tiny fear creeps into my head,
into my heart.
i push it away as he takes me by the hand
and leads me through the crowd.
my step falters
hazel eyes turn to stare at me
urging me forwards.
he pulls my hand
and i never look back.

by Elsa Bear

Comments (6)

excellent work Elsa.
I have never been able to trust fully again. I always have a corner of reserve in my mind. I protect myself so much I don't have time for a relationship. Stupid or wise? who knows. I guess I will never know.
Always a fan of posotive Elsa. Nice.
That is the hardest part. Fighting the fear of tragedy. Fighting the fear of heartbreak. But once you are free of that, you never look back. Great poem. Heartfelt as always. -war
aaaww UR cute and lovely! ! much love
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