I Have Asked For Space : Relationship Poetry

I Have Asked For Space
By: Julia L. Clark


I have asked for space and I can not begin to explain my troubles, The weight leaning down heavily wearing out my shoulders. He smiles, laughs and said “I TOLD YOU THERE IS NO WAY I’ AM GOING TO EXCEPT THIS “
With a meeting of a kiss for my two weeks of meditation and closer. I am hopeless with a key dangling over my heart. What have I begun, can I clean the slate and start fresh. Can I let go of his zest, his drive, which keeps me so free and irresistibly fresh. Can I let go of the man I said I do to, can I let go of all the heart unsettled things he has put me threw for so many years.

 Can I stop the tug a war and let them both go, can I resist the kissing away of his innocent tears. The questions dance freely around in my head I am crying because I can’t erase my head. I have asked for a two week meditation closer to clear my head.

I have asked for two weeks of alone time and now I am in a blind man zone. The finger of voices says “GO AHEAD, PICK UP THE PHONE “and tell him you chosen him. Breaking a limb, cause his trace is touching me. I honestly feel his trees of breeze when he coughs I sneeze. I got it just that bad, being older than he is, I can’t believe this. I wear his ring that is engraved forever J.C. & S.M. I just pulled it out of the hidden corner of my closet and start thinking of him. Then I took off my wedding sets and reminisce about my husband calling Kim name out in his sleep, he sexed my girl with out even telling me. But I suppose to sympathize with his heart.

 My heart is sliced in to two with question marks slapping me; I love him and everything that he does to me. I fought my rage and psyched my self out for a whole month. Storageing, hiding his pictures inside my house. Ignoring calls of him breaking down singing to me, a voice so undeniable strong, visualizing him tasting, smelling my DNKY thong. He showed up and stood before me at a usual performance, my heart raced then start turning cause he sit there looking so fresh to def. I walked off the stage and his arms wrapped around me then I slowly melted. Smelling Sean Johns Unforgivable, he is young, matured and so damn irresistible. I’ am sitting here with a key,a engraved ring and his sexy ass pictures. I have asked for two in a half weeks to just breathe, any one reading can you feel me.


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