THE KISS
Why are you so irresistible?
You claim to be one so dangerous to love but I can't seem to
help myself.
I am deftly attracted to you but unfortunately to no avail.
Here it is, 5 am, and I am up losing sleep over you.
Imagining the last time we lay close to one another
throughout the night, missing the simple touch of your soft
nude body pressed against mine.
It was a most wondrous and erotic feeling.
So subtle.
So simple.
So sweet.
Where did it all go?
Maybe that is why I miss it most because I once had it.
I felt almost as though I had you.
I know you.
I know who you really are.
I would often catch glimpses of "the real you" during our
silent conversations in the living room.
The "you" you are afraid to show the world because of how
vulnerable and sensitive she is. The "you" that is capable
of falling in love so deep that she would be willing to
become someone new for the sake of holding on.
I feel like I had you.
I still want you.
What does it take?
Everyone has a price.
Whether its as simple as a promise.
Or as complex as a kiss.
What is your price?
The sexiest thing you ever said to me was, "I miss you".
Just when I had almost given up on the pursuit you said
those three words to me melting me into a soft mass of
emotion at you feet.
Your beautiful eyes.
Your soft melodic voice.
Your tender sweet kiss.
I want it all.
I'm selfish.
Who do I have to be?
What do I have to do?
What are you looking for?
I really like you and sometimes I'm tempted to use even yet
stronger expressions.
But I can't.
Not now.
Not until I'm sure.
Why do you want want me so badly to find someone else?
I don't understand.
Maybe I never will.
Maybe you never will.
I love..... (*sigh)
good night
5:17 am
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Daybreak and Dreamscapes
PoetryDaybreak and Dreamscapes is a collection of poetry written by me from 1996 until present. Most are freestyle collections written at the most ungodly hours of the day while others are concentrated works of sheer artistic precision. All are enjoyable...