poetry
Me
I am just an empty shell,
A faded memory of the person I used to be.
My scars tell my story.
Tell me what you see.
Because it sure as hell isn't me.
You never saw the truth.
All you saw was what you wanted to see.
Copyright ©2007 Jennifer Lynn Ayling
Forbidden Kiss
We embraced eachother late on a cold winter night.
The velvet skin of your cheek brushed gently against mine.
Your hand fell on the small of my back,
pulling me closer and closer.
I closed my eyes so that everything would fade away.
All that was left was us.
I fantasized that you kissed me.
I could taste the salty sweetness of your lips.
The sensation lingers still.
When I opened my eyes,
the world had fallen back into place.
And I didn't want to let go.
Copyright ©2007 Jennifer Lynn Ayling
See-Through Girl
When you look,
You see right through me.
I am crystalline plastic molded into the shape of a woman.
I am the stream.
So crystal clear you can see to the bottom.
You see to my soul.
I am powerless in your gaze.
I cannot hide.
Sometimes I think you know me better
Than I know myself.
I'm a see-through girl.
Copyright ©2007 Jennifer Lynn Ayling