Natasha Wright Poet Acrostic

A Desperate Plea

Don't.  Please don't say her name

Again.  I'm no fool.  I know your heart belongs to her, but my heart can't take it, when you speak her

Name.  The way your face smiles when you talk about her.  (How

I wish that smile was meant for me).  The smiles that come my way are not enough.  I don't just want your smile.  I want your mouth.  I want your

Eyes.  I want your hands to

Lock in mine.  I want you.  That's all I want.  That's all I ever want...

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