Do you see me?
Your eyes first engaged with mine.
A flirtation with a man with a physical transformation.
I did not know who I was seeing.
Shocked, I couldn't look away.
My turn on stage, soon to come.
I would flash my blue eyes, and long eyelashes your way.
Performing a love poem, moving my body accentuating my positive features.
Anticipation for the end of group to profess my attraction.
Instantly, I felt my knees weaken, my tongue swell up, and my eyes water.
My excitement leapt out of me as rapid as my body reacted to nervousness.
When your name appeared on the roster two before mine, I knew it was fate.
Magic was in the air and I was choking on it.
No literally, I was choking on my drink as this nonsense was creating in my mind.
He looked at me across the room, winked, and quickly got involved in a conversation.
Wondering who's flirting now?
Your broad shoulders, tan skin, and shaved beard walked onto the Poet's Carpet ahead to the stage.
The Calvin Klein cologne wafted past me, weakening any motion I had in me.
Captured by your exhilarating and meaningful performance, I was further taken in.
The powerful energy projected in your performance was captivating.
Eye to Eye, Stare to Stare.
Impressed by the reality of what I was seeing.
Trying to focus, but your words, the words of attraction were silent.
Who is this, not the man I knew a year ago, a bearded old man with a broken heart.
I knew the answer but shocked by what I was seeing.
For the man, I knew is forever lost; newfound body and soul emerged.
Reborn spirit that allows to live life without limitation.
A transformation that does not need characterization.
The road to health and opportunity.
All passes accepted on this love train.
A door opening to new worlds, and romances.
A triumph in itself that comes as no easy task.
In my imagination, whispering in your ear, Congrats!
Would you see me as I see you?
Would we travel far or never be?
I do not know what's in your heart.
I take the leap of faith and find out.
Heart racing, cast the fears aside.
Boldly show you I am that one you want.
A flirtation with a man with a physical transformation.
I did not know who I was seeing.
Shocked, I couldn't look away.
My turn on stage, soon to come.
I would flash my blue eyes, and long eyelashes your way.
Performing a love poem, moving my body accentuating my positive features.
Anticipation for the end of group to profess my attraction.
Instantly, I felt my knees weaken, my tongue swell up, and my eyes water.
My excitement leapt out of me as rapid as my body reacted to nervousness.
When your name appeared on the roster two before mine, I knew it was fate.
Magic was in the air and I was choking on it.
No literally, I was choking on my drink as this nonsense was creating in my mind.
He looked at me across the room, winked, and quickly got involved in a conversation.
Wondering who's flirting now?
Your broad shoulders, tan skin, and shaved beard walked onto the Poet's Carpet ahead to the stage.
The Calvin Klein cologne wafted past me, weakening any motion I had in me.
Captured by your exhilarating and meaningful performance, I was further taken in.
The powerful energy projected in your performance was captivating.
Eye to Eye, Stare to Stare.
Impressed by the reality of what I was seeing.
Trying to focus, but your words, the words of attraction were silent.
Who is this, not the man I knew a year ago, a bearded old man with a broken heart.
I knew the answer but shocked by what I was seeing.
For the man, I knew is forever lost; newfound body and soul emerged.
Reborn spirit that allows to live life without limitation.
A transformation that does not need characterization.
The road to health and opportunity.
All passes accepted on this love train.
A door opening to new worlds, and romances.
A triumph in itself that comes as no easy task.
In my imagination, whispering in your ear, Congrats!
Would you see me as I see you?
Would we travel far or never be?
I do not know what's in your heart.
I take the leap of faith and find out.
Heart racing, cast the fears aside.
Boldly show you I am that one you want.
DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF YOU
I dreant of you this morning.
In my dream, it was my birthday and I had plans with my parents.
Inside an apartment building a teenager and an adult passed me in the hallway.
I don't recall what connected us but I remember telling them to go inside and that I'd be back in a moment.
Scene changes and I am going down the stairs.
My parents yell to me someone is waiting for me outside.
I
come down the stairs which exits to the outside and see a guy leaning against the car.
I am standing cross the street and see 'Shawn'.
He sees me and crosses over to my side of the street.
Without any touching for a hello, he said 'Hey, I wanted to stop by and wish you a happy birthday'.
I felt calm and a bit surprised by the gesture.
'Can we... do you want to go out for a bit?' He asked convincingly.
I stared into his eyes remembering all the times we met since we broke up.
The kitchen conversation when Shawn told me to hang in there and give Scott space and time before reuniting.
The almost kisses that happened over conversations of the past.
I think there might have been a kiss for ole' time sake.
Mst of all, te tears I shed at te bus stop when he told me he was marrying someone else.
No, a birthday date was not a good idea.
'I don't think its a good idea. Thank you for thinking of me. It's very touching.'
We have a quick hug. And he goes back to te car and drives away.
I stand there next to dad who just walked up and I ask him if I made a mistake just now.
In my heart, feelings reoccur and my decision to not go was correct.
Like a memory hold over me, my heart melts each time we see each other.
Dad looks at me, and shrugs.
I explain we haven't been in touch and we are not together.
Dad slightly smiles and remains silent.
Then I wake up.
In my dream, it was my birthday and I had plans with my parents.
Inside an apartment building a teenager and an adult passed me in the hallway.
I don't recall what connected us but I remember telling them to go inside and that I'd be back in a moment.
Scene changes and I am going down the stairs.
My parents yell to me someone is waiting for me outside.
I
come down the stairs which exits to the outside and see a guy leaning against the car.
I am standing cross the street and see 'Shawn'.
He sees me and crosses over to my side of the street.
Without any touching for a hello, he said 'Hey, I wanted to stop by and wish you a happy birthday'.
I felt calm and a bit surprised by the gesture.
'Can we... do you want to go out for a bit?' He asked convincingly.
I stared into his eyes remembering all the times we met since we broke up.
The kitchen conversation when Shawn told me to hang in there and give Scott space and time before reuniting.
The almost kisses that happened over conversations of the past.
I think there might have been a kiss for ole' time sake.
Mst of all, te tears I shed at te bus stop when he told me he was marrying someone else.
No, a birthday date was not a good idea.
'I don't think its a good idea. Thank you for thinking of me. It's very touching.'
We have a quick hug. And he goes back to te car and drives away.
I stand there next to dad who just walked up and I ask him if I made a mistake just now.
In my heart, feelings reoccur and my decision to not go was correct.
Like a memory hold over me, my heart melts each time we see each other.
Dad looks at me, and shrugs.
I explain we haven't been in touch and we are not together.
Dad slightly smiles and remains silent.
Then I wake up.
Two friends, two hearts
Two friends; male and female put together at my hand.
Noted risks of the intertwined relationships.
This matchmaker threw caution to the wind.
And so evolved the blooming of romance.
Every second of the day spent together.
Likeness was short lived because the two fell in love quickly.
Every minute was spent together, like two chewed up sticks of gum.
The inseparable couple was choking me with the love stages.
From the cutesy nicknames, quirks only understood by them, and the constant digs over me being single.
I baked a cake and saw a deep mold imprint of my face looking back at me scared.
Subconsciously, I feared the demise of our trio friendship as soon as the whirlwind began.
This story is not about me, it is the evil witch with the pushpin dolls busy at work.
The man and woman were bonded with a sweet seductive connection.
But the woman wouldn't be the bearer to the kingdom royalties.
Aggravating discussions were in question to what the future would hold.
Causing doubt and fear in each other’s mind.
Belief to stay pure until the gift of GOD grants her a husband...
Let the eagle wings open and soar high into the sky, deep into the valleys,
sipping from the stream of water down below.
Love turns to hate and hate to love.
Unknown to me the evil ways they sung.
Mystery to me I was strung by my feet.
Duped my male friend for everything that was genuine in my perspective.
Don't trash talk as that is a fine line to be violating boundaries.
Many males this one no different asserted his affliction through sex.
Cheating, broken hearts, a forecast that could have been avoided.
But actions have consequences and in this story, its no more true.
Soon my play was regret and sorrow for the scorned female friend.
No game play affected her life brought to be a unrelenting ex-boyfriend to "talk".
Violence and stalking ways to not respect and not rekindle love.
Nature ways to kill the beast.
But for we, are not wild.
Creatures of a human nature, we repent our sins.
Shred the evidence of this.
Stricken from her whole heart and mind.
Time passes and she is no wiser.
Takes him back, reels him in.
Like a slot machine dispensing lives.
Wrong to trust, to believe, hopeful in the eyes of him.
Cheaters heart come no more.
Betrayal won, fondness none.
Distress grows outward, discredit of personality.
Stings like hot embers, a fire so bright.
Played into trusting ear's, tears stream down my face.
A man's true colors and two women to turn away forever.
The relationship could have had its happy ending.
But there us no apologizing for the the path the needed to go down.
To experience, love, and grow apart independently.
I weep as I feel loss for how I am connected to the story.
Not for I to judge your ways.
God judges and deems your punishment.
For there is no glory in breaking my heart.
Shattering our plans, our dreams, for a senseless night of passion.
Hear me now, not tomorrow.
I will never shame myself with you, male ex-friend.
Noted risks of the intertwined relationships.
This matchmaker threw caution to the wind.
And so evolved the blooming of romance.
Every second of the day spent together.
Likeness was short lived because the two fell in love quickly.
Every minute was spent together, like two chewed up sticks of gum.
The inseparable couple was choking me with the love stages.
From the cutesy nicknames, quirks only understood by them, and the constant digs over me being single.
I baked a cake and saw a deep mold imprint of my face looking back at me scared.
Subconsciously, I feared the demise of our trio friendship as soon as the whirlwind began.
This story is not about me, it is the evil witch with the pushpin dolls busy at work.
The man and woman were bonded with a sweet seductive connection.
But the woman wouldn't be the bearer to the kingdom royalties.
Aggravating discussions were in question to what the future would hold.
Causing doubt and fear in each other’s mind.
Belief to stay pure until the gift of GOD grants her a husband...
Let the eagle wings open and soar high into the sky, deep into the valleys,
sipping from the stream of water down below.
Love turns to hate and hate to love.
Unknown to me the evil ways they sung.
Mystery to me I was strung by my feet.
Duped my male friend for everything that was genuine in my perspective.
Don't trash talk as that is a fine line to be violating boundaries.
Many males this one no different asserted his affliction through sex.
Cheating, broken hearts, a forecast that could have been avoided.
But actions have consequences and in this story, its no more true.
Soon my play was regret and sorrow for the scorned female friend.
No game play affected her life brought to be a unrelenting ex-boyfriend to "talk".
Violence and stalking ways to not respect and not rekindle love.
Nature ways to kill the beast.
But for we, are not wild.
Creatures of a human nature, we repent our sins.
Shred the evidence of this.
Stricken from her whole heart and mind.
Time passes and she is no wiser.
Takes him back, reels him in.
Like a slot machine dispensing lives.
Wrong to trust, to believe, hopeful in the eyes of him.
Cheaters heart come no more.
Betrayal won, fondness none.
Distress grows outward, discredit of personality.
Stings like hot embers, a fire so bright.
Played into trusting ear's, tears stream down my face.
A man's true colors and two women to turn away forever.
The relationship could have had its happy ending.
But there us no apologizing for the the path the needed to go down.
To experience, love, and grow apart independently.
I weep as I feel loss for how I am connected to the story.
Not for I to judge your ways.
God judges and deems your punishment.
For there is no glory in breaking my heart.
Shattering our plans, our dreams, for a senseless night of passion.
Hear me now, not tomorrow.
I will never shame myself with you, male ex-friend.
sexual beings
Sometimes the flow of poetry doesn't need to make sense. Words can come together without explaining the meaning like a story. So this is my take on Sexual Beings.
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Sex
Uncomfortable expressing feelings.
Angry over distance in marriage.
Bad marriage, pity sex, angry sex, sex with couples.
Sex doesn't exist or awkwardness over touching.
Sexual actions, tension that is not releasing.
Intimacy issues exploring and evaluating.
Expecting a daily/weekly sex routine.
Sex doesn't exist.
Becomes loveless.
The Four "W"'s. (What, When, Where, Why)
Tawdry, Animal like, Kinky, Trapeze.
Experiment uncharted territory; erotica, pole dancing.
Fantasy, and romance.
Marriage and bliss.
Explore the natural or unnatural.
Maintain equilibrium for all-nighter's.
Attraction, and close connection.
No respect violation of legal rights.
Regaining perspective of life.
Thrusting, moaning, having a good time.
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Sex
Uncomfortable expressing feelings.
Angry over distance in marriage.
Bad marriage, pity sex, angry sex, sex with couples.
Sex doesn't exist or awkwardness over touching.
Sexual actions, tension that is not releasing.
Intimacy issues exploring and evaluating.
Expecting a daily/weekly sex routine.
Sex doesn't exist.
Becomes loveless.
The Four "W"'s. (What, When, Where, Why)
Tawdry, Animal like, Kinky, Trapeze.
Experiment uncharted territory; erotica, pole dancing.
Fantasy, and romance.
Marriage and bliss.
Explore the natural or unnatural.
Maintain equilibrium for all-nighter's.
Attraction, and close connection.
No respect violation of legal rights.
Regaining perspective of life.
Thrusting, moaning, having a good time.