Blind Love

I hold you close to me like a new born child and give you all 
the tender care and love you desever

But there is just one thing I don't 
approve of you push me alway show me your cold side and 
not your nice gently side

You say you maybe love me because your still in love with an 
old lover friend and you don't know when you
will fall out

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
don't wan't to lose

But your glad I'm in your life becasue I make you forget 
about her and you know how I'm feeling about everything 

And you can feel it and see it in my eyes you wan't both but 
you know it anit wright so you just keep me near and her far 
because your still in love 

But you wan't me what sould I do drop up everything and 
move on and just forget about use trying to be as one or 
stay in this unfear relationship and keep carrying on

My body wan't you but my heart also to but my brain know 
this is not a good way to live my life and I'm playing myself 
for less

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
can't lose

This love I'm in must be called blind beacause I can't move 
my toes I fell
in too deep and I can't even find the hole I fell into druged 
and willy off  an overdose 

I'm confused what sould I do I'm learning to love 
you and I don't wan't to lose 

I'm confused and I don't know what to do I'm learning to 
love you and I don't wan't to lose
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
August 31, 2010 at 11:57 AM
Enjoyed reading your poetry today Te'arra. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
August 31, 2010 at 3:11 AM
Well expressed sentiments on blind love, Te'Arra
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