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Love Mistress

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Love Mistress

An imported imperfection of his delayed conclusion of opinions leaves me restless.
I know I may not be the prettiest, I know my body may not be the fittest.
However, my heart remains the same, his love pumps blood into my veins.
As I start losing mental ability to my brain bleeding heavy quantities, my heart start hemorrhaging.
Blood vessels begin tearing up from my emotions, my eyes swelling.
His words burn like melting plastic, nonmetallic his compassion is synthetic, as lovers turn platonic.
It is hard to comprehend his love presence, when there are no immediate surroundings of his love emotions.
His actions are making me feel less of a woman, and very unwanted.
His presentation makes me hesitant, from the way his love is presented.
He is evil and ever so gentle, but he says he loves me.
He does not understand what his action does to my inner emotions.
Wretched in sadness marked by misery, embedded in love poverty he does not care how this affects me.
This is his way he shows his love for me.
Marinating in promises I get his love like an allowance.
He says that one day I will be his wife, so I stay in hopes of his change.
Again, he tells me he trying so who am I to complain.
A mistress of his love I became, I will not be ashamed for his love I pertain.
His love I can relate to, his pain I persecute and oppress as he overall abuse.
Pharmaceutical kind of love overdosing as a drug, I am his side effect I learned to suppress hold my emotions back. Like if, his words caress.
As I stroke his ego, I become humble. My pain is a ritual I know the procedure.
Mistress of his love I remain even longer, and I linger.

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  1. Date: 6/10/2013 11:06:00 AM
    A strong woman your are...and a strong write indeed!!

    Irisha Avatar twanna Irisha
    Date: 6/10/2013 11:49:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you very much Pace.
  1. Date: 3/13/2013 5:33:00 PM
    you and my daughter should have a talk lol this seems like her with her mr i love you so much,, lol your young and will eventually have a new ritual... enjoyed your write... XOXO P.D.

    Irisha Avatar twanna Irisha
    Date: 3/14/2013 1:23:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    I'm ecstatic dat you enjoyed my poem! ..lol..I will love to chat wit her it will be my pleasure. Thank you for reading. :)
  1. Date: 3/12/2013 10:29:00 PM
    Raw feelings poured out in writing...

    Irisha Avatar twanna Irisha
    Date: 3/13/2013 5:48:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Yes so true...thank you for reading Debra :)
  1. Date: 2/17/2013 5:02:00 PM
    I saw your name on the banner--so I clicked on you. This sounds to me as though the person has decided she must move on, but can't bring herself to do so just yet. At first, when I read it, I thought about the decline of love that can happen over a long time. So to be suffering this at the beginning is a sign that says, "EXIT NOW". This was a very interesting read for me. I know I have to be more affectionate in my own relationship. Would not want to perpetrate this on a wife?

    Irisha Avatar twanna Irisha
    Date: 3/12/2013 8:55:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Your right..pay attention to the signs...thank you Duke.