Flattered

by Heather Williams - Libra

I am more flattered with every word spoken
I understand that I cannot have you
But you must tell my heart
And my hands and my stomach and my throat
All the things that tense up in your company
The things you said to a friend
Were spoken back to me
Perhaps you saved me from another bad thing

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2001-02-15 23:04:38
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:37
Poem ID: 60413

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