Often…

He said “lets play princess and pirates where princess are being rescued by pirates because they are helpless and vulnerable”. I hesitated for a little bit to wrap my brain around what he said… Does he really think women are helpless? Does he really think women are vulnerable…?

Oh Geez! is this guy a male chauvinist? I hope not…because I really like him and because I want to see him often.

I seek asylum from myself

often hiding behind my poetry.

Desperately holding on to

the jagged edge

of my fragmented heart.

Constantly finding the strength to write wholeheartedly without fear of exposing every corner of my heart. -justme62

Needy

I follow the direction of intricate lines on your skin

just like a blind person fumbling her way through crowded streets

trying to cross to the other side.

I stare at your eyes the color of deep blue sea.

With each penetrating glances, I wish I could read your mind.

See the wonderful light of your soul

I want touch the silent groove of lines on your palm and feel the jagged edge

of your thoughts that sends shivers on my spine.

You, sitting in a comfortable silence while I rummage frantically

in my head trying to get to know you on a deeper level

desperately desiring your undivided attention.

Rummaging frantically in my head…trying to get your attention. -justme62 photo by Dana Tentis pixabay

I can never let you go

holding your name upon my lips

my heart beats along the rhythm of your soul

my mind has never forgotten, how you made me

dance along the depths of my own symphony.

My body a prisoner of your melody

arching towards your magnetic pull swaying

with every stroke of your piano keys.

I can never let you go… I will sprout like

an unwanted weed in your backyard.

Stalking you, like an ivy climbing up your garden wall.

Lair

You, sitting across me both of us trying not to stare at each other. Some fleeting glances here and there, some moment sifted through the air. If I could only run and hide to my deepest, darkest lair.

Funny, how we conceal each other’s feelings how we both go through so many intricate ways of hiding under the mask.

I blush just the thought of you learning what goes through my mind when I’m thinking of you. I think I better sit somewhere else.

One step at a time

I didn’t know I still have a chance

to see the brightest smile on your face

I didn’t know how truly you appreciate

how I made you feel until you told me.

I didn’t know how deep your feelings toward me

until you told me so.

I know we will be working towards getting

to know each other one step at a time.

Heat

I wanna moan your name

gently into the night

while your lips burn mine

your scent take a permanent residency

on my bed sheets

your name inhabits

the very core of my body

the heat… oh the heat

I wanna moan your name gently into the night… -justme62 -photo by pixabay