Uncomfortably Loved

October 29, 2007
By Chelsey Nelson, Colorado Springs, CO

You mock me with you twisted,
Crimson-lipped smiled.
Your deep brown eyes stare,
Intently into my soul.
Oh god, looking at you,
Having you look right back at me,
I just want to rip my skin off,
Leave behind a cloud of dust.
Running away.
Your rough hands embarrass me,
Like you can feel all of my secrets.
My cheeks flush,
Heated and red.
Your lips make them burn.
Why do you make me feel,
So damned naked,
Exposed to the world?
Everything about you,
I love.
Even though,
It's everything about you,
That makes me loathe,
Everything about me.

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