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you think i don't know you...
by Carolyn Covillewe laid entwined amongst white sheets and silky, thick blankets,
exhausted from a night of alcohol and laughs
'you have the same brown eyes that i do' you told me,
as the sun rose from the never ending ripples of crystal waves
i semi-smiled, and reminded you
how when we first met, you told me your eyes were gray
(but you wore brown contacts)
at breakfast those eyes grew cold;
during conversation they searched for faults, traits, truth
i was probably the only one who noticed,
and if you're as smart as you think you are
then you should have realized i was on to you
you wrapped myself around you,
my hand clutching the nervousness of your heart
we fell asleep in the tightest embrace, chest against chest,
the smell of your skin sweating into mine
you sighed several times as did i;
walls were never easy to break down 04/06/2005 Posted on 04/20/2005
Copyright © 2024 Carolyn Coville
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 04/21/05 at 06:44 AM Excellent read...the feel of togetherness and living in each others skin throughout..... |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 04/24/05 at 01:46 AM wonderful work, excellent images :) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/27/05 at 11:59 AM Good start to a series of poems me thinks. And holding that thought, as in the title, perhaps ... at the end of the last line. |
| Posted by Lauren Singer on 06/22/05 at 04:45 AM "walls were never easy to break down" so relatable. i've been there, i've been there. |
| Posted by Vimal Rony on 01/20/06 at 08:49 PM Truth that kinda sux narrated with such poetic elan. And the last line when joined to such a powerfully narrated stuff lashes strongly. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 08/14/11 at 10:15 AM Gorgeously imaged, Carolyn! |
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