You play my heart strings,
Like a piece of cat gut,
I shouldn’t have let you in,
I shouldn’t have let you cut.
I should have heard your words,
Not felt your actions,
Go fly with the birds,
While I deal with the attraction.
You play my heart strings,
Like a piece of cat gut,
I shouldn’t have let you in,
I shouldn’t have let you cut.
I should have heard your words,
Not felt your actions,
Go fly with the birds,
While I deal with the attraction.
“Like a piece of cat gut”
Brutal and vivid.
Thanks for posting your work. I write gay-themed poetry, too… poeticgrin.wordpress.com. Stop by if you have some time.
By: poeticgrin on August 3, 2008
at 10:13 pm
Thanks I have. Yours is very good
By: Girl From The North on August 20, 2008
at 1:14 am