by Vonn Deep

Deep daze....hormones rage 
While thinking of you... her
  Her ...and
  Her 
Who I deserve... 
Nothing like freedom from that relationship cage 
BUT ....I will admit
  Someone loving my heart
  My spirit 
My essence.....
  My presence..
  Just me 
Is the greatest thing I yearn. 
So I turn to the first page to start my journey 
I see your name 
A smile always appears....then fades from fear of games 
I've fell in love with your tone
  Addicted to your smile and your mind 
But if anyone knows Virgo's
  They know we need time. 
Communication is shaky....distance disturbs 
Yet you've stretched out and reserved...
  Just enough room for you. 
Making it hard to decide whether or not to continue. 
Next page..I raise a brow.. 
Asking myself 
  When?
  What?
  Were?  and
  How?
Not quite sure of the intention here..
Plus your bluntness makes my insecurities appear 
Yet I'm impressed.... because I never met a 'representative'
Or you at you best    
Only what comes with this person in the flesh. 
Underneath that name is one hard to describe 
I have a warm soft spot...
  That's where she resides
Time wont let us be....neither will my pride 
It took a long time to come out...
  I refuse to go back and hide 
Yet she pays close attention 
  To learning my ins and outs 
And that is exactly what loving me is about. 
I turn another page...
  Its you....and all I can do is laugh 
Because that's all we do....
  Even at our past..
Some say always move forward
  Never go backwards 
And although I've changed...
  Ruining our friendship is a hazard. 
But the attraction is there....
  The foundation is built... 
If we were to fail a 3rd time...
  Id feel nothing but guilt. 
So here I lay
  Trying to figure who and what is best...
Who I can imagine falling asleep on my breast 
The one that will satisfy all 
  My hunger and desires 
Will stick around through the 
Rain
  Sleet
  Snow  and 
  Fire
Cure my A.D.D
  Live in my thoughts and dreams...
  I thought one of these women could be that..
  I guess everything really isn't what it seems
  Dissatisfied
I close my little black book...and place it on the floor 
Ready and willing to add names...
  Until I want....for no more.
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