Hints

[toby]

It's 2 AM and I just wrote this...enjoy ;D


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A nudge, a wink

I hint, and hint

But you don't get it,

And you probably never will

I question, I talk, and all I ever get

Is a nod, a hug, a small word of advice

But every so often

I coax you out of your shell

And you share the most wonderful stories

I revel in these moments, these windows to your life

But you catch yourself, and shrink back in

Leaving me to try again another day

And try again I shall, for I think I may just have a chance

Will you return the favor to me?

You asked my favorite color, once.

I could not wait to give you the word.

I started with the R, savoring the start,

Skipped quickly over the E,

But as the D left my lips I wished to reclaim it,

and all the sounds before it.

You'd never asked me things.

Nothing that had to do with me, at least.

So I sit and count days, weeks, sometimes months

I wait and I wait for that message

Inviting me to your house, simply so I can waste away

The night, and much, much more.

[NinjaElephant]

This is really poetry at its finest. I really like how you layer a personal message among exquisite description, when most poems tend to default to one or the other. I think we all know someone like this, and that makes this poem very relate-able as well. I really enjoyed reading this, keep up the poems Toby!

[jsnowdon]

This was wonderful! I could definitely relate to it. I also love how you described saying "red," then described the effects of it. Very nice!