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...just bring the matches by ~murphey37:iconmurphey37:



screaming again
crying my silent tears
when did i become invisible?

one passionate kiss
a loving hug
just 5 minutes of your attention
what does it take to ignite this flame again?

i ache for you
dream of you
long for our passion

we say we are married
your ring's on my finger
yet i feel as if we are roomates

please...
kiss me
love on me
tell me that you long for me
touch my body like you hunger for it

please want me again

pounds have been added
stress surrounds us
fights are so common
i feel so unattractive

i know it's hard
i swear i'll change

please just say it
stop driving me crazy
tell me you still want me

make love to me again


i'll build the fire
just bring the matches
©2009 ~murphey37
:iconmurphey37:

Author's Comments

the original tittle is the last 2 lines of the poem

god it feels good to write again...
hate that its about this though...

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:icongrowingfangs:
Very passionate. I hope things get better for you.:heart:

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Live fully, Love truely, Laugh often, and Remember the past
:iconlovedestructive:
This is marriage some say. So heartfelt...you've matures as a writer. I can feel the desperation and yearning and loneliness resonating. That is how this poem speaks to me.

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“I wonder about death, I who may never know it. It looks much like ecstasy, the way the fingers dig into your skin. Their eyes are wide and startled, and they thrash in your hands as though with an excess of passion.” - Holly Black, "Tithe"
:iconmurphey37:
thank u....that means a lot to me for u to say that
:iconlovedestructive:
You are welcome. But it's true. And I do like truth.

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“I wonder about death, I who may never know it. It looks much like ecstasy, the way the fingers dig into your skin. Their eyes are wide and startled, and they thrash in your hands as though with an excess of passion.” - Holly Black, "Tithe"

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