I have recently started writing poems. Very unlike me. Im not realy the "emotionaly available" type, or so my exes tell me. Its short and it doesn't even rhyme, but here goes. Please comment. And be gentle people. Its my first time. lol
This feeling is love, it is lust, it is need and want.
But it has fury and anger that is raw and unforgiving.
It can lift a grown man to the hight of the angels,
and with as little as a word drop him through the depths of hell.
Its pure with its sin and sad with its joy,
but most of all, it is mine.