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    Poetry Collection Three: Interpersonal Transgressions


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    Poetry Collection Three:

      Interpersonal Transgressions

      Written and published by Ashley Rebecca Kingston

      All rights reserved.

      No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic means

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      Only exception being, is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.

      Copyright © 2016 Ashley Rebecca Kingston

      Published: November 24th 2016

      ISBN: 9781370097197

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favourite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Authors Notes:

      With my poetry anthologies I am finally putting together; I am trying to collect and create different themes, different emotions, and different stories. With hopes some can experience something different today than the day before, through someone else’s eyes.

      The following poems are of my creation. My experiences, whether imagined or tactile in this reality. While a poem may be received and interpreted differently by different people, there are words and themes contained within these lines that some readers may find are not suitable for younger audiences.

      Contents:

      A Bee To A Flower - February.18.2013

      Not Over Him - November.14.2001

      Power Flows - November.29.2001

      Sewn And Unknown - December.14.2001

      Nonexistent - January.23.2002

      Forgive Me - January.23.2002

      Too Bad, Too Late - January.28.2002

      Kissing - January.30.2002

      Flirting - January.31.2002

      O’Rion - February.02.2002

      Falling Into - February.13.2002

      Burning Inside - February.16.2002

      What To Do - February.17.2002

      Cold Hands - February.18.2002

      If I Dared - February.22.2002

      I Had Plans - May.20.2002

      One Night - June.07.2002

      Not Yet - June.10.2002

      His Is Mine - June.14.2002

      But He Held Me - June.14.2002

      All Set - June.15.2002

      No Just Kiss And Run - July.10.2002

      To Need - July.26.2002

      A Chance - July.29.2002

      Dear Past Love - August.03.2002

      More And More - August.10.2002

      One - August.22.2002

      X Thing - August.25.2002

      Just My Friend - August.27.2002

      Stupid List - September.08.2002

      No Cares - September.12.2002

      You'll Come Back To Me - September.20.2002

      He’s Single Again - September.22.2002

      No Beliefs Anymore - September.26.2002

      Little Boy - September.27.2002

      Love Hate Relationship - October.02.2002

      Liking Her In That Way - October.18.2002

      Hoping It Was More - October.18.2002

      Ignoring Scared Man - October.21.2002

      Deep Love - October.23.2002

      Pain In My Discovery - October.24.2002

      That Lyle-ing Man - October.27.2002

      That Lyle-ing Man II - October.28.2002

      No I Can Not - November.11.2002

      For Sure - November.16.2002

      Only One Way Out - December.14.2002

      Pleasuring - January.01.2003

      Wrap Around - January.05.2003

      Washing - January.06.2003

      Stupid Me Hurting - January.22.2003

      I Danced Anyway - January.24.2003

      Fine Line - January.30.2003

      Why Do I Keep Stupidly Running - February.03.2003

      Totally Flirting With Her - February.15.2003

      My William - March.01.2003

      Two Girls In Naivety - April.15.2003

      A Fetish Thing - April.23.2003

      I Tell You All - March.29.2004

      A Bee To A Flower

      February.18.2013

      his words cling to my heart, like a bee to its flower

      wanting more and more, even after he has had his fill

      Not Over Him

      November.14.2001

      over him, i fall

      i’d do anything, for him to even call

      over him, i’ll never be

      i’d do anything, for him to see

      over him, i am not even me

      i’d do anything, to just be

      over him, I am nothing no more

      i’d die right now, even if i’d be just sore

      over him, i fall

      i’d do anything, for him to even call

      over him, i’ll never be

      i’d do anything, for him to just see me

      Power Flows

      November.29.2001

      The water flows, and I hold you inside… I need to feel you, I need to try and hide.

      The feeling of drums, beating inside my chest… I need to feel your heart, beating harder inside.

      The waters flow, I keep you inside… Because I know I’ll feel empty, without you in my mind.

      The waters flow, I tightly hold you inside… I need to feel you, a yearning and aching in losing control.

      Beating and flowing, harder yet so soft… Burning what is left, of my lonely insides.

      Sewn And Unknown

      December.14.2001

      Lay her softly down, watch her curls flow about.

      Feel her skin move, watch her eyelashes flutter.

      The passion and power, igniting love not lust.

      Over powers his groins, to have her he must.

      The moment will last, seeds will be sewn.

      So many things, left to be unknown.

      Nonexistent

      January.23.2002

      I feel like I don’t exist

      he hung up on me

      I cried and tried to scream

      it hurts to breathe

      I know no one knows

      I have no one to hold

      I’ll just keep it all in

      until I explode

      I have so much to give

      yet I am nonexistent

      I’ll cry until I bleed

      I wish I would not eat

      I want to smash something

      I almost wish I were dead

      I don’t fucking exist

      so why am I even here

      why do I have to wake up

      waking up to nothing each morning

      just sitting and thinking

      what we really are

      why we can’t stay in love

      and why I can’t have him

      but who am I to think of him

      and who am I to mourn for a year

      who the fuck am I who loves him

      and who am I to cry

      who am I to weep on my pillow

      who am I to not deny love

      who am I to think I know what love is

      it hurts to breathe

      I need to be free of this

      I need pills or alcohol

      I think I need someone to help me

      while I continue to disappear within

      to be truly nonexistent

      Forgive Me

      January.23.2002

      Hello my love… I whispered

      as I walked right through your front door

      c
    razy boy as always it was unlocked…

      Forgive my rude intrusion, I know I shouldn’t be here

      but I have nowhere else to be

      I didn’t look through your stuff

      I’d never do that to you

      I didn’t write you a letter

      I didn’t even knock on your door

      I know I always come uninvited

      But would you forgive me my love

      If I stood and danced in your room

      Would you forgive me love… if I took off all my clothes

      if I wrapped myself in your bathrobe and breathed you in deep

      Would you forgive me love… if I fell asleep for a moment in your bed

      if I just thought of you in every moment of every day since you left

      But would you forgive me my love

      I noticed a letter on your beside table

      Would you forgive me love… for my fingers opened it up

      my eyes saw the words that were neatly written inside

      “I love you so my dear, see you later tonight…”

      Would you forgive me love… I shouldn’t be here

      the letter was not in my writing, and I know I shouldn’t be here

      Forgive me love, for I wept in your shower…

      for my tears on your bed, for ever entering your life

      Forgive me love, for loving you so much

      and for just wanting you to be happy…

      But would you forgive me my love

      for not leaving a note, for not leaving you alone

      Would you forgive me love… for my tears on your pillow

      Would you forgive me love… for I will always love you

      Too Bad, Too Late

      January.28.2002

      It’s too bad, you’re too late, you’ve lost everything with me.

      You’re way too late to realize your mistakes now, you stupid cruel man.

      It’s too bad, you’re too late, you’ve lost everything we created.

      It’s too fucking bad, you’re way too late to find me again.

      You left without really saying goodbye

      All I wanted was one last kiss farewell

      I never did ask too much of you

      But to break up with me in person

      You fucking men, drive me fucking mad

      I don’t ask for much but everything

      You left without really saying goodbye

      All I wanted was one last kiss farewell

      I never did ask too much of you

      I don’t ask for much but everything

      Kissing

      January.30.2002

      light shining over us

      ... lips barely touching

      voices quiet and slow

      hands grasping onto

      .. anything of each other

      light shining over us

      .. lips pressing against lips

      hands holding onto

      arms tightly wrapped around

      .. our bodies lay intertwined

      light shining somewhere

      .. sparks shimmer when we touch

      happiness when we smile

      .. kissing means so much

      I’ll never not be touched by you

      Flirting

      January.31.2002

      flirting with my fingers

      fluttering my eyelashes

      fiddling and flipping my hair

      flashing you my big smile

      blushing at your starry glance

      wondering if I am good enough

      too shy to even say a word

      wondering what your lips taste like

      being careful that I eat gracefully

      wondering if all you want is just sex

      feeling cold underneath my dress

      wondering what your hands would feel like

      flirting with my fingers

      fluttering my eyelashes

      fiddling with my hair

      flashing you my big smile

      O’Rion

      February.02.2002

      My sweet shining stars up above me

      I’ve loved you far too hard

      But never will I ever forget

      What our love really is inside

      And who you really are sweet star

      Is beyond the powers of this place

      Dreams will lead you into your future

      And memories of me will finally escape

      My sweet shining stars above me

      I’ve loved you for far too long

      But I will never forget any of you

      Or what your love has meant to me

      My sweet shining cluster of stars

      You light up my dark skies at night

      I stand and I just stare at your giving love

      For I’d love to be with you up above

      My sweet shining stars up above me

      I’ve loved you far too hard

      But never will I ever forget

      What our love really is inside

      Falling Into

      February.13.2002

      falling in love

      falling in lust

      dying in bed

      dying without trust

      falling all over

      what once was

      lost in the shadows

      lost not if i must

      falling out of love

      falling out of lust

      asleep in my bed

      lying in your dust

      what there was once

      is now not again

      so much time

      wasted with him

      falling in love

      falling in lust

      dying in bed

      dying without trust

      falling all over

      what once was

      lost in the shadows

      lost not if i must

      Burning Inside

      February.16.2002

      burning inside my soul, inside my body he flows

      inside of my own body, between my knees

      he tightly grasps my hips, while he flows in the seas

      taking that what there is, to try to make me his

      I’d give anything to feel, him inside of me

      but what do I do, when it all means more

      this could be wrong, but I want to feel right

      all in all, all of me is in plain sight

      What To Do

      February.17.2002

      I do like him so much

      The time that we’ve spent together

      The interesting conversations

      But I’ve talked to everyone,

      and I know the trouble is his age,

      otherwise I’d shut up about it and just jump in.

      But what should I do…

      When it could be wrong

      I could perhaps be wrong

      But I always feel wrong

      But what should I do…

      If I do like him so much

      But his age is what is being talked about

      But I really don’t care

      If I do really like him

      It’s my heart and my eyes,

      is what he says he sees in me.

      But I really don’t know…

      What I can and can’t do

      Like I’m a child having to follow rules

      What do I do, when I could be wrong…

      But being wrong isn’t the point

      My point is he is a lot older

      And that I do like him a lot

      But there are boundaries around us

      Cold Hands

      February.18.2002

      so warm but cold

      his hands burn my skin

      even if he is not near

      and I try to see

      anything but him

      but I saw him caress

      the table by my side

      I had to look away

      because my insides

      turned and flipped into a knot

      but he is all I have

      for now until forever

      to never find the end

      I
    have almost nothing

      I crave to be with him

      but I kick and fight all the way

      with myself through his eyes

      nothing really matters

      but I have a lot to say

      he is so hot to the touch

      his body is not mine

      he says he loves my eyes

      I try to make him deny

      but he is nice and knowledgeable

      I like age but not more confusion

      my hands are so cold

      because I am unsure

      as to what I should do

      with fighting myself

      so warm but cold

      his hands burn me

      and I try to see

      anything but him

      If I Dared

      February.22.2002

      If I dared to touch his hand, I fear I wouldn’t ever let go

      If I dared to look him in his eyes, I fear I wouldn’t look away

      If I dared to speak my mind, I know I’d just look like a fool

      If I dared to care too much, I know I’d end up broken again

      Just to know how stupid I am, to not leave well enough alone

      I just don’t understand why I can’t let go, and just walk away

      To forget or not even know, to just go on by myself

      Why do I feel like I always need, someone else to live my life

      I fear I wouldn’t ever let go

      I fear I wouldn’t look away

      I know I’d just look like a fool

      I know I’d end up broken again

      To dare to not assume my fate

      I Had Plans

      May.20.2002

      I had plans to marry him

      I had plans to make love to him

      I had everything I am in him

      You made my world stand still

      You made me wish you ill

      You made me fall in love with you

     

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