Fairytat
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- Mar 15, 2002
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Ok, have an assignment to write a poem about my fears for a class. It's not due for awhile so I still have time to fine tune it. Please read it, critique it, and perhaps give me pointers.
Untouched
Im afraid of many things.
Like going to sleep without
you curled around me, surrounding
my body with your heated touch.
I lie awake at nights reaching out
to caress your naked flesh and encounter
cold sheets instead.
I am afraid that my next lover will find
fault with my hair --- shorn six inches
too short --- my white breasts with nipples
colored brown by foreign ancestors, and
curls I cant quite seem to keep inside the
recommended bikini line.
I am afraid that my belly will swell with
a stranger's seed, the names of our
unborn children staining the pages of
a forgotten notebook at the bottom
of my wicker hope chest.
I am afraid that the bitterness of our last
fight will remain with me, blotting out
the good times and giving me the excuse
to forget why I love you.
Yet I am most afraid of knowing you must
slit your wrists the length of the vein rather
then across it.