Took a shower; got ready for work… walked the dog; got in my
car. The smell of a gloomy wet night surprisingly made me think randomly.
Slipped a CD in the disk changer; checked my mirrors…seat belt on and started
driving. Random thoughts colliding trying to slip out completely…. I thought…
what if I fell in Love with a poet?
Would our hearts relate verbally? Artistically seeking the redemption
of the Love, feeling and greeting each other spirits emotionally..I wanted
Love; someone to love me not only physically but deeply. Deeply touring my
thoughts and we connected phonetically in pieces…Pieces that lasted life times
beyond me & began connecting lifetimes before me. We touched never but touched frequently. Through our quest to conjointly
intertwine our thoughts freely I want to fall in love with a poet….
I backed in, put my car in park and walked into the building
Clocked in & turned on my computer …
The smile on my face expressed everything that I have been
longing, wishing and hoping for.. Words that created similes and metaphors of
my desires that deeply protrude through my chest.. The hidden lines that creased
so deeply and have suddenly become visible to the touch.. The feel me when you’re
feeling me.. Make love to me while loving me… fck me without fckn me…
Received my first call & starting working
……I want to fall in love with a poet
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