Category Archives: poem, poetry, Pisces, Cancer, Scorpio

WATER SIGN

sometimes
I hate
sensitivity

you
make me
hate
sensitivity

lying aghast
across your
tear-stained
bed
waiting for
that special
someone

special
anyone

and me
so close yet
out
   of the picture

that body so lovely
eyes that blaze

waiting
    waiting

for who? for
what
     I wonder

out of the picture
with this
      poem, this poetry,
must have something
                          to do