MY RIVAL

How do you know that

When you miss…..

It is me not her

How do you know that

the taste of my lips are the ones you long for


The moment I share with you means everything

but does it mean the world to you

How do I know that when you give me your most intimate embrace

It is me not her you think of


My soul, the very essence of my existence

Tell me that in these eyes that I stare

it is me not her you imagine.

33 thoughts on “MY RIVAL

  1. D.S. Lear says:

    the questions, the confidence, the need to know and the boldness to ask “does it mean the world to you”
    I really enjoyed this..sometimes my greatest rival is me.

  2. suzicate says:

    Oh, the rebound love, when to know if you’re the one…such a hard place to be, good job in portraying that emotion.

  3. PinkLady says:

    i saw you at alan’s site (for thursday poets’ rally). what a soulful poem you have here. sad and romantic… a heart crying out for reassurance. beautiful piece! =)

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