Debbie Duncan Poet Free verse

Cracked

If I were in the class of beggars.
I'd be begging you to love me.
Though I am not in that class.

So I will just let you walk.
Because if I know one thing.
It's that if you truly loved me.

There would be no begging to do.
Do you think we could find the time?
Or do you think that time has passed?

I with my open hand " always".
Yes, I am hungry for love, tis true.
I could say let's give it one more try.

Though, there would always be that crack.
And I just couldn't let that go.
 Because in my world, everything has to be 
Perfect, or nothing at all.



 5/ 12/ 2014 Friday 12:am

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Michael Ainsley September 4, 2016 at 11:16 PM This is beautiful,gentle and strong in the same moment And TRUE Thank you Debbie;love Thalia

Skat A June 3, 2015 at 12:52 AM I think in a sense we are all needy ... whether it is love or attention in which I think love is attention lol we need we want... enjoyed ~Luv S.K.A.T.

Constance La France June 1, 2015 at 10:04 AM Debbie, such a sad write with deep emotions in your words, I have felt this pain also, well done 7 and thanks for visiting my poem, shameonyou, yes I love the writing of EE Cummings, he had a very interesting style that inspires me

Anne-Lise Andresen May 31, 2015 at 12:59 PM - Dear Debbie, a pleasure to read your work again - Life is not 100% perfect, and we do not need to be 100% perfect - ..... all deserve and long for LOVE! - A wonderful poem dear friend !!! - All the best to you! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Duke Beaufort May 31, 2015 at 11:21 AM Debby, this is an open-hearted piece, and I applaud your transparency. I always enjoy what you write. Relationships are so very difficult. There are things not to settle for, but we also have to take some aggravation. I don't know how I laugh it off sometimes.

Don Johnson May 31, 2015 at 12:48 AM life aint good on your own, just lost a partener, death does own, alone again it isnt good, to draw attract perchance i should, get over it they moan

Arthur Vaso May 31, 2015 at 12:41 AM I think we are all hungry for love, great write!

Nette Onclaud May 30, 2015 at 11:51 PM wow, debbie.. what a gritty piece made to last!.. enjoyed this one.. huggs