Basia

I love you,
And I hate it.
Why can't you see it's killing me?
I can be with you; by your side
But I can't help but want more than that...
Isn't there a way to turn friendship into love
Without screwing each other up?
I'm always looking at you
whether in person or in my mind's eye.
You're beautiful to me
Do you even know it yourself?
Don't be afraid though:
I plan to always cherish you.

"Basia", Amy Bohon, December 16, 2011.

Red

The Girl in Red is sacred to me,

That's why I keep her close to my heart.

She never leaves me; hardly moves at all.

I gaze at her constantly; intently.

She doesn't even blink.

I remember her warm skin, the way it would glow.

It was soft, and sparkled with a hint of something beautiful.

Those days are long gone, with her dry scaly skin and

Limbs that don't even remember strength anymore.

She was always the Girl in Red,

and will always be,

and we'll always be together.

Should they find her, they'll kill me.

After all,

She's a corpse.

~Amy, Girl in Red, 12-6-2011

2nd Post on LAYD

Today I am lazy, so I am posting the URL to my new poems instead of posting the actual poems here. I was in the Acrostic mood today. Go here to view my brain children: http://lifeasyoudream.blogspot.com/2011/12/playing-with-acrostics.html