Forbidden and Impossible
Disclaimer:
If I owned Inuyasha,
I would be rich,
But, alas, I do not,
Ain't that a bitch?
Explanation: I've been tumbling this idea in my mind for a while now, and I think I finally got it onto paper well. What if Sango were the one who watched Miroku all the time? Has anyone ever noticed that whenever he's flirrting, she's always conviniently right there? Hmm... These are Sango's thoughts on a quite touchy subject. The lecher. The inspiration for this poem came slightly from the Police's "Every Move You Make".
Also, I have not gotten any reviews for my past coupla poems, so please Review people. Or do you just not like my poetry anymore? Please tell me.
Watching
I want you,
I need you,
But I can't stand you,
I love you,
I lust you,
But I despise you,
I watch you,
I follow you,
But I still hate you.
I sit here and watch,
From this perch of mine,
Little do you know,
I'm here all the time,
I've seen every girl,
That you've flirted with,
I've seen every hand,
That you've ever kissed.
I know all of your,
Perverted moves,
'Cause I'm always watching,
Always watching you.
Do I envy them?
I should think not,
It's not like I want you,
I love what I got.
Then why do I listen,
To you're hateful acts,
Why can't I forget,
And turn my back?
Why can't I leave your,
Image behind,
Why can't I let you,
Be anyone's but mine?
So remember my love,
That whoever you're touching,
I will be there…
Always watching.
Fin.
Hey, was anyone but me touched by that one one second scene at the closing of the most recent Inuyasha closing, were it's just Snago and Miroku on Kirara, flying into the sunset? I sure was. It was beautiful, maybe I'll write poem about that next.
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