Steve Crabtree Poet Dramatic Verse

Fear In Rejection

On nights like these I miss her most.
  To have her here to pull her close.
  Why can’t I tell her how I feel inside?
  My beating heart or my foolish pride.
  Her flowing hair and silky skin,
  To be without would be a sin.
  I must tell her!
  And she will be mine!
  I think I will tell her…
 The next time.

                   Steve Crabtree

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David William Breidenthal January 14, 2016 at 6:37 AM This passion drove you to write such a fantastic poem. It's awesome just like you are. Favorite poet ASAP

Laura Mckenzie May 23, 2009 at 5:58 PM Interesting look at ones self! Great write! Lara :)

Charlene Bird May 17, 2009 at 9:46 PM Yes, Steve let go of the fear and do what your heart desires. Great one!