React

Jose Zuniga
If I think of you,

I feel the curses break

A stream of shudders

And I start to shake

When I doubt your love,

My own mouth closes shut

And my eyelids break in two,

I smell the essence of a ruined dew

Yet, if I do not doubt,

Not once react to your flirtatious crowd

And that sweet voice of thine

When you create anecdotes of others in my mind,

Well, then, you would not be mine.

Published by Jose Zuniga

I'm an English Major attending California State University, Los Angeles. Currently, writing in bulk in the poetry and fantasy genres.  View profile

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