Orbiting Around You

I am hanging on your every word
like a satellite orbiting
my eyes are saucers;
heavy and round blank metal
staring up at you
I say things that are unfamiliar
and taste heavy in my mouth,
“I want you,
yes of course I will,
I’m sorry, no…
are you mad at me?
Please, don’t…”

13 thoughts on “Orbiting Around You

    1. well I sent the poem to it’s subject so hopefully that will help-and thank you for noticing this about me today! ❤

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