Epiphanies From Her

She was my everything 

And I her parasite.

She was my everything and I her parasite trapped inside a very tight cocoon. 

She was my everything and I her parasite trapped inside a very tight cocoon sipping on cherry flavored rat poison.

She was my everything and I her parasite trapped inside a very tight cocoon sipping on cherry flavored rat poison she willingly dished out.

She willingly dished it out like a one man marching band.

She willingly dished it out like a one man marching band with colorful flying daggers.

She willingly dished it out like a one man marching band with colorful flying daggers and sharps that wouldn't faulter. 

She willingly dished it out like a one man marching band with colorful flying daggers and sharps that wouldn't faulter in giving whiplash.

You gave me whiplash.

You gave me whiplash of the century. 

You gave me whiplash of the century and I wouldn't tell a simmering soul.

You gave me whiplash of the century and I wouldn't tell a simmering soul that I never wanted to wake.

Waking to another disgruntled face.

Waking to another disgruntled face that would never yearn for me.

Waking to another disgruntled face that would never yearn for me- an apparatus. 

Waking to another disgruntled face that would never yearn for me- an apparatus made of sheer.

Made of sheer 

&

Maid of cheer.

I am made of sheer to have a fighting chance. 

I am made of sheer to have a fighting chance at burning.

I am made of sheer to have a fighting chance at burning a little brighter.

A chance at burning brighter alongside her.

A chance at burning brighter alongside her mind of steel. 

A mind of steel tied to a brown  paper bagged body.

A mind of steel tied to a brown paper bagged body soaked in the flood.

A mind of steel tied to a brown paper bagged body soaked in the flood of revenge.

A flood fueled neuroticism.

A flood fueled neuroticism lit by a bent wick.

A flood fueled neuroticism lit by a bent wick drowned in a shallow end.

A flood fueled neuroticism lit by a bent wick drowned in a shallow end of the misinterpreted.

You misinterpreted it. 

You misinterpreted this painted purple heart. 

 

Release

Sigh. sigh again.

Stare. Stare even longer.

Her hair thin, light & slightly curly.

The back wet with sweat.

Beating. Racing….No, POUNDING!

Look away….

Her eyes big, brown & sunkin.

They linger after her questions.

Shoving the emotions under,

I answer.

Still. Body Still.

Never act with just the heart.

But it’s her.

Skin speckled, creating imaginary shapes

Brown dots on a white canvas.

Hands soft, pretending to be unworked.

Her nails are short.

My nails are short.

Sigh. Sigh for longings.

I’ll never look down on her.

Ecstasy.

A full-body experience….(oh God)

A tingling sensation….(oh God here it comes!)

This  Rushing warmth FROM HEAD TO TOE!....(oh God! YES! YES! YES!!)

Chest                               raptures.

I wanna feel just a touch.

Her body’s thin,

These arms could reach around again and again

And again.

Her scents are intoxicatingly strong

She smells like our dinners.

Eat. Eating this up.

More mental pictures than

Fingers can snap.

Her legs long, shaved & unscratched.

An image to remember,

Especially when her toes are together.

Pay no attention to me,

As I stare, drifting into a fantasy.

A swift, gentle hand upon her

Left                                  check.

A sweet, determined arm around her

Right                               waist.

On tippy-toes or sliding right over,

This courage breaches.

That moment, Lord God, that sweet, delicate weak moment

Our lips would meet.

It would be paradise.

Lips rosy pink.

Mouth wide like the New Frontier.

Another, please! More others, please!

Sigh. A       much            heavier           longer          sigh.

If I Wrote You A Letter, This Would Be It

Dear,

You're the love of my life

The reason I open my eyes

You're the definition of beauty

You're absolutely amazing 

We've shared some years

And, O God, how I have learned

You're meant to be treated

You're meant to be adored

My heart stops just at the thought of you

My eyes are fixated 

You bring a smile without trying

"My God, just look at that face!"

Your scent wraps me in

I wanna be next to you again

All day you have my mind

Every second, my heart

Your skin is like pearls

Your eyes are like mocha

You've stolen every show

And nothing else matters

You make me learn

You make me sing

You have enlightened my life

I want you more every night

I long for your speeches

I yearn for your secrets

To have you in my arms would be a dream

I wonder about it frequently

What it be like if we were together

Especially, if you loved me 

An Ode To Her

She's like an elevator girl

But she sits right next to me

She's like a beautiful statue

But she's never put on display

I can't seem to have her presence  enough

Can't get her out of my head

She's left an impression I pray to never forget

She's like a professor

But hates teaching

She's like a scholar

But in all the things that matter

I can't seem to get her to tell me enough

Can't even make out the words she says

She's left me with a hunger for more

When she walks by

She's a tower of strength,

Truly a goddess

a model of glory,

I wish she would be my everything

When she looks my way

She's stolen every breath

And truly every fantasized kiss

She's a swift and efficient,

Fashionable and sarcastic Queen

I will always praise her 

I will always praise her

I will praise her

I will always praise her

I will praise her