#TBT = Throwback Thursday! — she likes the way it feels

she likes the way it feels

She whispers his name softly just because she likes the way it feels
She likes the way it feels in his arms
So safe
She strokes the back of his neck softly
With the tenderness she hopes to receive
They have never kissed
Just this sweet slow dance with no music they call a “hug”
The electricity is tangible
But…
There is a secret wall that keeps them apart
Neither will speak on it
But they both know it’s there
They both know the what and why of it
And dance the dance of “friends”
But she still loves the way it feels to whisper his name
As her breath falls against his neck
Cherishing a lingering embrace

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(originally posted on livejournal.com Mar. 14th, 2005 at 12:50pm)

I’d say no less than 90% of my poetry is based on things in my life or my friends’ lives (at the very least my opinion of the news). This poem was inspired by a friend even though the situation in the poem never actually happened.

 

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