Poetry by Dennis Tucker - Email your comments to - misterden@earthlink.net - Poetry - http://maxpages.com/nichola/Dennis

Love you but not me
Our worlds so close
Separated by a sea
A sea not of water
But that of feelings
Drowning our thoughts
Against our believings

August 1991

Jesus dies
Mother cries
My world inside
Nothing’ but lies

Heaven’s gate
Maybe too late
Shapely bodies
Yielding the bait

Feelings I need
Hearts that bleed
Games of life
No one to lead

Trying love
Buying love
My world inside
Loving, but not loved

September 1991

Blinded by darkness
I aim for the sky
Bodies of desire
Appealing to the eye

Sinful wicked moves
Two becoming one
Few ounces of pleasure
Days of damage done

March 1991

My love is the bullet
That points at my head
Nighttime is coming
Soon I’ll be dead

Misjudgments on life
Bring sorrow and shame
She meant me no harm
I am to blame

Searching for answers
I’m yearning to live
Her by my side
With everything to give

September 1991

Timid is the one
That my heart desires
That one, being you
Setting me on fire

Brown-eyed, beautiful
And hair long and smooth
Your body the temple
I never tire to view

March 1994

It’s snowing
not outside
but inside myself
My mind clouded
by thoughts
of you
and yourself
Deeper, deeper
the whiteness becomes
too bright to see
the light shielding
me
August 1991

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