You say that even if you did,
Though you wondered once,
You’re not, could never be,
Wanting me, it seems, behind dark glasses,
Hiding a sure-footed swagger, and softened face
You are looking at me,
Drawing you near in my dreams, lips numb
With fragrant fruit,
And your hands cupped in denial
Around my heart.
(c) Karen K.L. Espaniola 2013, All Rights Reserved
hinarising 
May 29, 2013 @ 22:23:39
Wow. This is a really nice poem
May 29, 2013 @ 22:25:10
Reblogged this on shekinah777's Blog.
May 30, 2013 @ 10:05:17
“And your hands cupped in denial
Around my heart.”
Wow!
May 30, 2013 @ 18:27:40
Thank you! It’s wonderful to be able to have a community of writers to share work with.