He's Slipping Through My Fingers

I see your face 
in the car passing by
But you are gone 
before I can stare at it.
I hear your voice 
in the middle of a crowd
But it blends in 
before I can place it.
I taste your lips 
on mine
But the taste is gone 
before I can savor it.
I smell your cologne 
in the air
But it drifts away 
before I truly catch the scent.
Why are you everywhere I am not?
Why are you gone before I reach you?
Why are you trying to tell me something--
What are you trying to tell me?
STOP.
I know 
what you are trying to tell me.
And I see 
that you don't want me.
So I will go, 
without a fight
My love.
But do not be surprised
when the last thing you hear me say
is
I love you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Moon Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 9:12 AM
for some reason the poems you write i can relate to...lolz...its wonderful though...going to my favs...thanks for sharing your poetry...God Bless and keep up the good work...-Brittany-
Brown Avatar
January 9, 2010 at 2:31 PM
Thank you for sharing a piece of your heart in your poetry with us Katy. I wish you the best always in your writing endeavors. Love, Carol
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January 8, 2010 at 11:53 PM
Good one, Katy. I liked reading it. Andrea
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